I had chanced upon this article written by an author called Bill Hart on his blog page some time last year about a porcupine named Elvis he had 'met' and it reminded me of somebody.
Until this day, I never got through to my porcupine. Guess some quills are never meant to be broken off.
"I think a lot of people are like porcupines. We grow some nasty quills on the outside to protect ourselves because we feel so vulnerable. The problem is that no one can get through the quills, not even people who would be our friends or lovers. Therefore, we spend our days and nights in solitude, always looking out for the fisher cats and dimwits who would hurt us just for the sake of hurting us.
So what else have I learned from Elvis? Elvis likes my company and tries to be friendly, but he just can't seem to get past whatever made him decide to become a porcupine. We sit out in the field in the evening, he in the apple tree and I below it. I talk, he grunts. It's the best we each can do and I am now content to let him be just who he is, a young porcupine with social issues, while he lets me be myself, a middle aged writer who spends most of his time with a porcupine." -- Bill Hart
Until this day, I never got through to my porcupine. Guess some quills are never meant to be broken off.
"I think a lot of people are like porcupines. We grow some nasty quills on the outside to protect ourselves because we feel so vulnerable. The problem is that no one can get through the quills, not even people who would be our friends or lovers. Therefore, we spend our days and nights in solitude, always looking out for the fisher cats and dimwits who would hurt us just for the sake of hurting us.
So what else have I learned from Elvis? Elvis likes my company and tries to be friendly, but he just can't seem to get past whatever made him decide to become a porcupine. We sit out in the field in the evening, he in the apple tree and I below it. I talk, he grunts. It's the best we each can do and I am now content to let him be just who he is, a young porcupine with social issues, while he lets me be myself, a middle aged writer who spends most of his time with a porcupine." -- Bill Hart
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