This is going to sound weird.
But growing up, maybe until I was in my early 20s, I convinced myself that someone with an "A name" was going to play a really important role in my life. I mean, I'm a girl and a romantic in my heart of hearts, so I figured I was going to marry or have a significant relationship with a man called Alex, Andy, Aaron (you get the idea). Someone with an A name. I was literally convinced of it.
(Scratch that- it is most definitely weird.)
I was, apparently, incorrect in my conviction.
Nevertheless, I have a lot of A words that roll around in my brain. Words that haunt and harass me, words that mean something to me more than they would to others. The other night I was laying in bed, sleepless, thinking about words. As I sometimes do. Some people count sheep... I list words. And the only words I thought of that night started with the letter- you guessed it- A.
Here are a few, in no particular order:
Atlas: I could write encyclopedic tomes on what this word means to me. I've blogged about it here to distraction. It's a word that attracts every fiber of my being. If there is one word above all others, it's Atlas.
Aggressive: or Aggression. I'm not a terribly aggressive person and yet there are times when I feel aggression boil in me like I'm the Incredible Hulk (or some other similarly large and unusually-colored creature) and I struggle to contain it. I feel like my emotional hackles get in the way of my rational normal and BOOM. Shirt ripped, angry growl, menacing sneer... I'm THAT guy. Or girl. Whatever, you get my point.
Anger: See above but use the words angry and anger. Also, I sometimes throw things.
Abasement (self): No-brainer, again.
Shall I keep going?
Still, it keeps going. All these words. All of these beautiful A words.
And until next time, Adieu. :)