her surroundings are hushed as she steps into a foreign world where nothing seems rushed.
on what seems to be barren ground, lies an object that holds the power to open a long lost wound or turn back an hour.
with her eyes on fragile glass she seeps into an unfamiliar perspective, becoming one with her own essence.
she would never have experienced freedom from the chains of the universe if she was not curious to look
through the eyes of another.
to my 13 year old self who discovered that there will always be another way to look at life. to look at it from different perspectives, like a director looking through different camera angles to get the perfect one.