balance

Every day is a fight for balance.

Don't you think so?

We fight for balance in our life. To balance what is not as good with what is good. We balance studies, love, family, friends. We attempt to gain something that is right in the middle, where centre of gravity is lowest and easily balanced. We even fight for balance on buses and trains, just to return to where we want to be -- where we're safe.

And often times, even when we think the fight for balance is over, even as we think that some things can never be balanced, it can.

The balance of the love we want and the acceptance we want is never easy. A same sex relationship may not seem easily balanced; the true, passionate love between two women may not be easily balanced.

But the fight between acceptance and love? It's all in the mind. If you crave acceptance, how hard are you going to fight for it? And if you don't bother, that's all good too, ain't it?

Personally, I don't bother between the love I prefer and want, and acceptance. I believe sooner or later the people who love me and whom I love will accept me. And if for whatever reason, they choose not to accept me, I don't lose. Because I am still pretty much myself. I stayed true.

So, I fight for balance all the time. The scales may tip in favour of something that I might not like, but as long as it still stays rather balanced, my life is pretty much in balance. I don't bother about stuff that need not be in balance in my view.

But. I don't like to be off balance in buses and trains. Because then I'll stumble around looking like an idiot, and the cool image I took a long time to project will be gone down the drain. So no. No off-balancing in buses and trains. Or I'd look like an idiot.

Some people really do.