In my dream the other night, I half-turned into a monster made of metal. I can remember a bright silvery mask on one side of my face, and other parts of my body being replaced with machinery. It was terrifying. Two of my friends had undergone the same transformation. We finally realized that we needed to push through it, force it to go all the way. The process was painful and difficult, but when the transformation was complete, we became superheros.
I have been thinking about what I am leaving half-done, and how that incompleteness could be dangerous/frightening/unpleasant. My list includes:
- my search for a new challenge: I become repetitive and depressed
- becoming a writer: Procrastination begins to feel like destiny
- renovating my house: My unloved house seems to reflect my life
Prompt: What are you leaving dangerously unfinished?