...and i've recently been reintroduced to myself.

there's the ever-present bweka who is all about having fun and making the world a happier place. she does everything she does as right as she can. she makes her bed, she clears the table, she frolics in fountains...

then there's the other one..the me that a lot of people really never know...her name is sha. Sha is the one who feels everything deeply..perhaps deeper than it needs to ever be felt. she dwels in the past and longs to go back to the good she has done before, or to the wrong things in order to make them right. Sha has regrets. Sha thinks rhythmicaly about the many things piling up in her life and it overwhelms her. Sha goes for walks and wishes the world would jsut for a moment stop turning so that she could stop and scream...

Sha has urges to jump in front of cars.
bweka knows it would do no good..she doesn't wnat to hurt anyone anyways.
Sha thinks it probly wouldn't hurt all that much..and it's besidethe point now because there's no one arund and all the cars are set in park.

between the bwekish moments and the sighs of sha, you find me; Rebecca Jean Gosey. without either of these parts of me..i would never ever know who i am. bweka keeps me in check and brings encouragement to both herself and her felow humans...sha doesn't let me forget what i'm here for. sha humbles me. bweka cheers me.
together the three of us...

(pardon the really bad typoes this may hold..my keyboard is screwed up today)