Today i’m filled with so many feelings.. i’m having trouble breathing. but then when i do breathe i’m reminded i’m alive.. and lucky to feel at all. lucky to have a life with my very own invisible amusement park that teaches me growth. growth that might be painfully slow or nauseatingly fast, but present..

sometimes i get locked out and its cold and rainy and have to sleep in my room alone and scared..

sometimes i get on the beach alone, staring at sunset and just sit and watch the colors change in the sky and i feel infinite and full..

and sometimes i feel it inside and just smile.. regardless of every experience, laugh, tear, ache, and beat… i’m growing but realize i'm still alone with my own fantasy...