minalisms

I can’t get the word “capricious” out of my head. It’s been up there jogging around for at least two weeks now — haunting, nagging, luring.

Damn it.

This worries me.

I’m no fan of impulsivity, inconsistency or whimsy; those characteristics… they vex me. I am careful, orderly, thoughtful, as Capricorns generally are, and I’ve stayed within these bounds for a long time. Comfortably. Successfully.

But impulses are stirring within, impulses that may have always been a part of me but have been unrecognizable because of years of method. Much like the word “caprice,” which has always been a part of “Capricorn.”