Don’t try to fix me, I am not broken.
I’m a barnacle on a boat, shaped by the storms I’ve weathered and the surfaces I’ve attached myself to for survival.
My shape, inside and out, suits me exactly as it should.
And as I continue my journey through the winds and the waves, under the sun and the stars, I will continue to change, until I breathe no more.
But I am not broken, so don’t try to fix me.
~ cj 2012.02.01