It’s funny, when you have a love for writing you are always on a quest to find the perfect words. Words that describe your feelings like they are spilling outside of your body exposing you to the rest of the world. We look for quotes to find meaning and write the words we need to inspire ourselves to follow our dreams. When we read words that we can identify with, we get this silly rush and become one with the words. There is no telling where they start or where we begin.
Tonight, I looked outside and I could feel my eyes growing wider with awe. If there was a perfect scene or picture to describe who I am I was staring it in the face as I ran for my camera. Here it is. I will not put the meaning into words, for I feel that would rob one of the chance of interpretation. What do you see?