I've always had quite a wild imagination. Constantly day dreaming instead of facing the reality that surrounded my every move. My whole life I've been stuck inside my own mind, but maybe that'll never change. Growing up my dreams got bigger and bigger to the point where they became too strong for my own good. The battle I was fighting inside me turned into a war between wanting to follow the hopes, the dreams, the aspirations inside of me or conforming to a realistic future where you go to school, find a job, get married, have kids, and die. I didn't want that for myself. That's why my mind was filled with fields of flowers instead of a closed, gated cemetery. It was meant for me to explore, to take risks, to give too many chances, and to learn. But no one could ever understand that I will never be like everyone else. I tried my hardest to become the people I came across but I just couldnt do it. It was as if my mind was finally unlocked and it couldn't be closed back up. I never want it closed back up, I just want more and more and more. I want more for myself. I want a life filled with laughs, with passionate feelings of joy, love, and the occasional sorrow. I want a life filled with art, with ideas, dementions, galaxies far far away from earth. I want friendships with ones who share the same free mind, where we can unite and learn whilst enjoying the wild adventures and shenanigans we experience together. I want to travel to the absolute ends of the earth, drink coffee with a new person each morning, dive into a new culture each day, and discover something blissful in my journey at the end of each night. I want it all. My mind was once tamed and it will never be caged up again.

k.f.