Chrysalissed

“Yes. Warm for April, isn’t it?” answered the embryo summer girl, who was still chrysalissed in broadcloth and a gray fedora.

We walk our narrow path to nowhere safely trussed up in our personal selves: or we not so much walk at all, as lie still, chrysalissed in them:—it may be just as well, since for lack of the quality of balance, we are about as capable of walking at ease and dignity as is a jellyfish of doing Blondin on the tight-rope.

But I’m not a princess in a fairy tale, chrysalissed against time, she thought rebelliously.

I stayed over, chrysalissed in a sleeping bag on a foam mattress dragged out of the wardrobe.