One of the things that surprised me was that I discovered that Math was much easier for me to understand as an adult than it was when I was in High School.
I had struggled with Math as a kid. It seemed the best I could do was only a C.
I thought it curious that my "older" mind could now comprehend a subject that was beyond me as a child. I pulled A's. What a thrill!
But then as an adult student, I found that Chemistry was to be my new Kryptonite. I struggled terribly through three semesters. I went to study groups and had a tutor. The best I could ever get was a C. I was far from stupid. I just couldn't grasp it.
I find it curious that my mind has limitations.
I resent the fact that no matter how hard I try, there will always be a piece of certain puzzles that I will never understand.
And yet sometimes I have moments of enlightenment.
I've always loved to read.
Everything and anything.
But I hated poetry.
As a kid it was "Blah, blah blah." Some dude in funny clothes who died hundreds of years ago blathering on and on. Get to the point already.
Yesterday I watched "Shakespeare In Love." Again.
It's one of my favorite movies.
But I don't think I ever really heard the words until yesterday. And I had tears in my eyes as I finally got it.
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?How beautiful is that?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
And how did his mind put those concepts together so effortlessly?
The soft light of morning, the beauty of a woman and the eternity of the sun.
Perhaps it had to take fifty some odd years for my brain to finally understand.
Perhaps my desire to observe my life more closely and write creatively on this blog has allowed a new door to open in my mind.
Whatever the reason, I think I'll be reading some Shakespeare in my future.
But don't worry too much.
I don't think I'll be waxing poetic about SM as he sips his coffee across from me blurry eyed, smooshy faced and with bed head.
Somethings just don't translate well into poetry.