(via inabliss)

Wow… Just wow. No, it’s not an elegant word but ‘wow’ is what I felt when I saw this.

Most people would not guess that I’ve been drifting for years, but busyness does not equate purpose. I’m more of a leaf caught in the pull of an active stream. Now and then I’ll stop, catch my breath and think, “I’m not this person you see or think I am. This really isn’t me.”

I’ve been a ‘pod’ person. Doing everything I should, but just going through the motions… not stopping to think whether I want to be doing this at all. I guess they would call this taking on the ‘mantle of adulthood’. Well it feels less like a mantle and more like a shell. Something built up over a lifetime to protect you from the hurts and hard lessons, something that can also turn into your prison.

I’ve let my shell life exist for me, while I stay inside dreaming of how I used to be. So, I was finally awoken from my long slumber by words. Maybe it wasn’t his kiss that woke her either, maybe it was the taste of his thoughts and hopes. And maybe it made her realize that she had her own dreams and should be out there actively pursuing them herself.