There are things I’ve dreamed of doing that I didn’t think were possible. If it scares me I know I’m making the right choice. That’s how I know I really want it.
My intuition is my compass. I walk knee deep in the muck. Pushing through the shrubbery until I see what I need to. Then I get the strength to keep going. It almost feels as if I’m being carried by it.
My mind and body carry scars unseen by the human eye. I feel no pain unless I give up. Lying in bed thinking of all the possibilities that pass me by. Every minute is a choice between passion or mediocrity. The clock is ticking… now choose.