“Where do I fit?” In some ways, this feels like such an adolescent question. “I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up! Someone tell me what to do with my self! Whah! I hate making decisions!” Sounds like I’m whining at the world. Oh, but such a complex question, at the same time! I’m not sure it’s a question that can be answered simply. I’m not sure it’s a question that can be answered, actually.
“You fit in my love.” Yes, well….okay, that was simple. Ambiguous, but very, very true, God. Yeah, okay, I “fit in your love” and from that place I, well I just am, I suppose, like a star in the heavens. A star doesn’t go looking for it’s fit, it just is.
That’s pretty good, I’ll admit, but I’m not sure that’s the whole story, either. A star seems so small and insignificant, a tiny spot, barely noticeable in the scheme of the Universe. Maybe I’m not as significant as I was hoping. But then….maybe I am more significant the closer you get to me. Like a sun.
Not that other people or things “revolve around me,” but that I have the power of life (and death, I suppose), influence, if you will. Not necessarily across the entire universe (though perhaps I could also be a piece in a really beautiful constellation, I think that’d be pretty cool), but perhaps there is at least a tiny corner of this Universe where I am vital.
The sun, our sun, only supports life on one planet. Why is that? Is the sun a failure because it only sustains life on one of its eight planets? From far away, our sun is only an average star in the sky, but for Earth, well, where would we be but for the sun and it’s creator? Six billion people and trillions of other life forms.
Maybe I should be asking, “What world(s) do I influence?” and “What are the things that are drawn to me?” I know every metephor breaks down at some point, but maybe, like gravity, my “fit/destiny/place” is drawn to me rather than me trying to find this ambiguous place of “Where do I fit?” The Universe doesn’t revolve around me, yet somehow I think I have an insane amount of influence for being so “insignificant” Still don’t know if I’ve answered the question, but maybe finding out what “you fit in my love.” means is a good place to start.