Ambi-

-dextrous
-guity
-valent

I never realized how fitting the prefix "ambi" is for me. Though I'm not ambidextrous, and I am only sometimes ambiguous and ambivalent, the definition of the prefix itself seems to fit my current state of life: meaning both and around.

I started packing some of my clothes (for real) tonight and I came across my ever beloved shirt-dress. It hung in the back of my closet, with all the other dresses, but as I tired to fold it carefully so that I would not have to resort to ironing it later, I realized that the material is closer to a button down shirt. As I pondered over which pile to put this shirt-dress-- the dress pile or the shirt pile-- I finally realized why I love the conglomerate article of clothing so much. It isn't defined by a singular term: either as a shirt or a dress. Because it has the properties of both types of clothing, it's in a category of its own, but at the same time, it can also be placed into either pile and be just fine. Perhaps my attraction to this strange garment stems from my own wish to be unique and "undefineable". I want to be ambi. Not, omni because I don't want to be ALL, I just want to be. . .a conglomerate of a few properties. And I guess along that line, I sort of want to be able to fit in and be accepted for my singular interests and characteristics while still being able to be an individual as a whole.

I'm going to stop here before this post starts sounding more and more like an college application essay.

I sort of just want to enjoy the moment of discovering a deeper meaning behind a little black dress.