So I have this picture in my mind of a prism.
At first I called it the “Prism of Perfection,” because you know I love my alliterations, but seeing as that’s an unattainable standard – and in keeping with the practices of the series this week – I’ve come to think of it as the Prism of My Best.
You remember prisms from high school science class? Multi-faceted pieces of cut glass or crystal that refract sunlight into rainbows all around?
The prism I have in mind represents me, or, more precisely, the choices I come across each day in my pursuit of happiness. Happiness, or whatever I may have chosen to seek that day whether happy or not. My daily pursuit of… me-ness. Continue reading “The Prism of My Best”