This is really a profound truth for me. I feel like a beacon some days. And I don't mind being the beacon - in my head, I liken it to being the "light" for someone who may otherwise be in the darkness, and that makes me feel good. I like being the light.
But other days? I just feel like the porch light that a million and one bugs are swarming and mindlessly bashing themselves into.
I never did build a ship. I wouldn't even know where to start.
Honestly, I don't think it ever occurred to me that I could.
Bring them to meeeeeeee.......
(maybe I am just lazy)