So i’m sitting in this box.
Its really not that bad.
its got about everything i could ever need or want and i’m pretty blessed to have it.
its been keeping me safely packaged for 18 years.. there’s bubble wrap everywhere I tip over.
And i’ve just been sitting in this box.
Going through the motions.
Its really not that great.
I’m protected from every angle.
And the worst part is, i like it.
Rely on it.
But i don’t really feel like life revolves around me anymore like I used to.
And I’m seeing things that are horrible and i’m seeing things that are wonderful..
and none of them are in this box with me.
I slapped some paint on the outside wall and wrote some opinions on my forehead with a semi-permanent marker.
but i’m still sitting in THIS box.
I am DYING to see my reaction out side of these barriers.
I almost want to step out and immediately tumble down.
Maybe scrape my knees a little.
So how do i get out of this box?
Because i think i need to go to canada.
I dont know a thing about them.
And i need to figure them out.
So i guess real life begins,
Once upon a time, i stepped out of my box…
Now where does it end?