Confession Tuesday - Things I Never Learned Edition

Madonna of the Pomegranate detail by Sandro Botticelli, 1487

Dear Reader,

It's been a week of completed deadlines and crossed off to-do lists.  Still, this week I've been thinking about all the things I've never really learned or understand.  So let me share, here's where my mind is.

To the confessional--


I confess that I still never really know whose turn it is as a 4-way stop.

It's embarrassing to say, but I am the car that either waits for the wave or randomly darts when it looks/seems/could-possibly-be my turn.

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I confess there are certain foods I don't eat because I never learned how to prepare or cook them.

Dear Pomegranate.  Dear Beets.  Dear Anything-to-do-with-Pork.  Dear T-Bone steak.
(Though I confess I never learned to like steak.)

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I confess I have never understood what exactly the "School of Quietude" was in poetry (and why I existed).  And honestly, I guess I don't understand why we must try to label aspects of the same art.  On that same note, I also find it interesting why artists/writers sometimes want to be labeled, when personally, I found I've spent my whole life trying to avoid them.

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I confess I do no know how certain candy bars stay in business-- particularly the Idaho Spud Bar, 5th Avenue Bar, Oh Henry!, and Chunky chocolate.  I don't think I've ever in my life seen anyone purchase one of these, but they must be.

Wait, as a child I think I purchased a Chunky chocolate.  And I think it was good.

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I confess I never learned to eat politely with a large fork or spoon, or even understand why restaurants use ridiculously large utensils.  I swear, I have felt like Jack who has climbed the beanstalk when I eat at some restaurants.

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I confess I never I learned how to say goodbye to someone I love(d).

While I have never been sentimental, sometimes I wrap myself up in nostalgia and fall asleep on the grass outside the stadium.

Sometimes I don't think I've learned how to not love someone.  People leave our lives for various reasons and I don't think I have never learned how to let my favorite people go.


Amen.

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