Sometimes we fight to hold on and we fight to let go, just as I've finished breakfast (and funnily enough I had weetbix this morning) but eggshells are playing on my mind. Eggshells remind me of fragility, something I have fought through the last couple weeks, they break and we break easily, we crack, it doesn't mean we're cracked but we do crack, cracks begin to show in relationships. Sometimes they smash completely to pieces. Sometimes the relationship with ourselves is a shell of our former selves and it's at the point that we become broken and getting rid of the pieces inside that we begin to soften or harden (it depends on how you like your eggs!!) Hard boiled shows strength, something emotionally I am struggling with this morning. Piece by piece, I have had to crack that egg and unshell it as I've tried to find a part of me that I know is somewhere but at this point is completely missing. All of this information from an egg. Fragile is how I feel today and I am fine with fragile for today but I am determined not to stay that way.
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