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Cornered:
Dave Scott, May 25, 2006



I am cramming myself into a corner, trying to make myself fit into the corner. No matter how hard I push, I do not fit. People do not fit into corners. I do not belong in this space and yet I try to occupy it. There are other spaces I cannot occupy. Are these bad spaces or is it me?

When I was in elementary school, the teacher would punish me by making me stand in the corner for long periods of time. I attempted without much success to enjoy my time in this space.

Why do people force us into corners? Usually, it is an attempt to restrict our freedom. To impose their own will onto ours. It is an uncomfortable experience for the victims. People do not like restrictions. People need freedom of movement.

People need to be free.

When I am forced to occupy the corner, I get angry because I want out. I feel threatened. Claustrophobic. My legs want to move. My arms want to move. I want to see what is in back of me. This is an unnatural position. Instinct makes me want to face the other way. To see what's coming. To see what I am missing.

What is going on behind me? I want to know.