I just have this feeling I’m supposed to be doing something BIG. I’m supposed to BE something big, or at least different. This can’t be it. It just doesn’t feel right.
I don’t know what “it” is, but I’m using what I have that comes the easiest just to start (drawing) and channeling the messages out as best I can. I’m closing my eyes, I’m following it. It’s going to change and morph and grow and I’m going to tumble along with it until it lifts me, until I’m flying, until I’m free.
I’m meant to be free.
