A phoenix is a mythical bird that was supposed to live for a thousand years... At the end of its life, it would spontaneously combust, and burn itself into ashes, only to be reborn again.
It was my school emblem, and it seemed to me at the time a compelling symbol of what would be a benchmark to follow. I would not resist change; after absorbing the culture, language, habits of a particular life, I would re-invent myself by throwing myself into a new one.
My millenium begins today.
2 comments:
"I would reinvent myself by throwing myself into a new one".. WOW! I love this post.. Very meaningful :)
Your comment almost sounds like sarcasm :-)... but I thought I'd publish it anyway, hehe. Thanks for commenting!
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