I’m an upside-down 8.
Nobody understands me.
They think that they do.
They think I’m an 8.
But I’m not.
I’m an upside-down 8.
Or maybe I am an 8,and I’m denying it.
All I know
is thatI’m definitely not
an infinity symbol.
Or maybe I am.
Oak Bluffs,
8/7
Upside-Down 8: Embracing Uniqueness
In a world of shapes and symbols, I find myself as an enigma, an upside-down 8. It’s as if I defy conventional understanding, standing apart from the familiar patterns that others perceive. They look at me and see an 8, a symbol of infinity and continuity, but they miss the subtle twist that sets me apart.
Amidst their attempts to categorize and label, I stand firm in my distinctiveness. The journey of self-discovery takes me through twists and turns, much like the shape I embody. Uncertainty may cloud my perception at times, leaving me to question whether I am truly an 8 or if I deny my inherent identity.
Perhaps the beauty lies in embracing this ambiguity. As an upside-down 8, I have the privilege of defying easy classification. I am both an echo of infinity and a unique deviation from the norm. In the dance of existence, I find my rhythm, my own cadence that resonates with the universe.
So, whether I am an inverted 8 or a hidden infinity, I celebrate the mystery that shrouds my identity. I challenge the world to look beyond the surface and perceive the depth of my being. For I am an upside-down 8, a symbol of uniqueness and self-discovery, leaving my mark on the canvas of existence. 🐒 We are Space Monkey. 🐒