I never used to think of myself as wild… I was shy and quiet. The responsible one.
But, I was also an outsider. An introvert. Different.
Always different.
So much so, that even as a child I couldn’t be swayed to do things for the sake of fitting in, because fitting in was never going to happen for me.
And embracing that truth, celebrating it beyond just accepting it, that is my wildness.
My wild is weird and quiet and free. It’s bold and confident and brave.
My wild dances on in pages and paints and song, even as I sit in silence.
It can’t be tamed.
It can’t be broken.
Not today. Not by anyone. Not ever.
What about you guys? #whatsyourwild?
Author K.S. Thomas 