I have to worry a lot more about being mindful of my surroundings, now, than I have ever been in the past. I'm working a job that could literally get me killed if I'm careless with my footing, and I've had a few slips and bangs already. I've come home aching from bruised knees and torqued wrists.
I've accused myself of being a big lumbering horse, in the past, back when Monoceros / Monophylos the Unicorn was my main fursona. Being ill-matched to, and ill at ease with, his human surroundings was practically baked into him. Then I went for the dragonsona, which was scarcely any more graceful.
Yeah, I could learn from spiders.
the lessons of spiders Afficher plus
Some of what happened to me yesterday, the curious feeling of trickster activity that nevertheless felt rather different from what I'm used to from Loki, seemed rather in line with the lessons that quasi-Anansi had for me last night. "Step patiently, step patiently, build and traverse webs with care, and you'll be better off than you are now, your mind more on your goal than on your surroundings—and your footing." And I remember how the culminating "trick" of that scrambled trip around Renton was my putting my foot in an unexpected hole and tumbling painfully to the ground, scraping myself rather badly on the way.