Most days I feel like I am walking
inside a kaleidoscope -
or maybe a collide-o-scope.
Stimuli are coming at me from every direction.
I am being squeezed,
bombarded,
circled,
hemmed in,
exhilarated,
intimidated.
Mind-bogglingly exciting!
Colors and numbers and shapes and faces,
sights and sounds and smells,
textures and sensations
and revelations.
New experiences
mingling with
every variety
of memory,
from the mundane
to the delicious.
It is a whirlwind
and a whirlpool;
tossing me about
and drawing me in.
Not all of it sticks,
but some it does.
Those are the parts
that become me.
