As though to breathe were life!

Most of my life, I've felt like a turkey living in a world full of ducks. A turkey who spent 20 years learning to get along with ducks, and did a reasonably good job of it. At the very least, even if she didn't ever look like a duck or feel like a duck, she got along reasonably well with the ducks most of the time. Then she moved to a country full of ... rabbits. So she studied the rabbits and learned to hop around and eat lettuce and do other rabbit-y things, and that was kind of fun sometimes, but it was also very hard, and she found herself longing to be around other birds again. Eventually she moved back to Duckland, but when she got there, she suddenly remembered that even though she is a bird, she has never been a duck and never will be a duck, and now she is not only not a duck, she is a turkey that sometimes acts and thinks like a rabbit.

So now she is trying to re-learn how to get along in Duckland, while still being true to her identity as a turkey and also not denying the fact that there are certain things about Rabbitland that she misses terribly. This is difficult. Most of the time my response is to try to act as much like a duck as possible. This is probably not the best response, but for the time being it's all I know how to do.