STILL RESISTING

Prompt #3 again: What did you most resist before you found it suited you?

I don’t do things I resist.

I resist swimming because I sink like a stone, I don’t like fish nibbling my toes.

Running makes my hips hurt. Bicycling is too much work. Inflexibly, I resist yoga.

Beets taste like dirt, only worse, so I resist them. And goat cheese. And martinis. And cocktail parties.

And answering the telephone before noon. And attending meetings of any kind of committee.

If I don’t like a book or a movie, I stop. I resist literary criticism with a passion

that borders on insanity. Resisting does not diminish my life. It suits me. I like

screens that keep out the bugs. I like jackets and boots that keep out the wet and cold.

I like my resistances. They keep me unbitten. They keep me dry.