A piece of work

Being called "a piece of work" is what I myself consider quite a high compliment. My friend Matt, well he kind of disagrees that that is something I should strive for although he himself has called me a piece of work on more than one occassion. Last week, as i walked into my therapist office late once again full of pomp AND circumstance she said "enough already --I get that you are very funny --I get that you are very intelligent --You have been entertaining me for weeks -BUT Who are you??? and (dare she say it?) What are you feeling??? (Yup she dared!!!). I would guess she would not consider setting ones sights on the ultimate "piece of work" compliment a goal worthy of striving for -- at least not to the exclusion of other lofty goals. Is this compliment my ultimate defense mechanism, part of the larger picture we know as the "linda show" (fan hands out in front of chest - smile and say "ta-da" ---a little soft shoe couldn't hurt either), and/or my own little wall to protect me from those damn feelings (don't even think about telling me that my last choice is the same as my first choice because the wall to protect me from my damn feelings constitutes --yes we all know it -- a defense mechanism ---so don't EVEN think about it). I love being unique, different, offbeat, marching to own drummer --Im NOT gonna give that up -- but maybe just maybe i'll try and leave some room for some of those dastardly feelings to creep in.