Reptile

There comes a time in our lives where we shed our layers and crawl out of the old skin we once let rule our minds. The skin we despised for reasons that are so intimate and personal, we can't ever speak them. To say them out loud is to give them more power, like handing an enemy a knife, and then turning your back to them. The hardened scales and the desire to survive, how we grow and change and leave our old skin behind. Kind of poetic, isn't it? To relate to a creature you don't normally pay much attention to. Dearest reader, how many times have you shed your skin?

Maybe our scales thicken as we mature to protect us from predators; a metaphor for life and how it can beat you down as it hardens your exterior.

Personally, dearest reader, after years of shedding my skin and crawling away; I've grown hungry and now I eat it.