I Confess...

...that my neck hasn't stopped hurting since I went skiing last weekend.

...that it is agonizing for me to make decisions that affect more than a year of my life at a time.

...that I'm a little bothered by the fact that next year I will be too old to compete on American Idol, even though I've never had any intention of doing so.

...that I still listen to Jars of Clay's first album and it gets me every time.

...that I am a house divided against itself; a man (boy?) who wants everything and nothing to do with God at the same time.

...that I get emotional every time I think of Aslan saying, "Further up and further in!"

...that I just got emotional about it again.

Eustace and Aslan

But the lion told me I must undress first. Mind you, I don't know if he said any words or not.

I was just going to say that I couldn't undress because I hadn't any clothes on when I suddenly thought that dragons are snaky sort of things and snakes can cast their skins. Oh, of course, thought I, that's what the lion means. So I started scratching myself and my scales began coming off all over the place. And then I scratched a little deeper and, instead of just scales coming off here and there, my whole skin started peeling off beautifully, like it does after an illness, or as if I was a banana. In a minute or two I just stepped out of it. I could see it lying there beside me, looking rather nasty. It was a most lovely feeling. So I started to go down into the well for my bathe.