Plunge: to fall or descend steeply; to move swiftly or forcefully downward...or forward?
I have wanted to write for sometime now. To set free the me that is held captive within. Writing is like a short lived escape. I'm free to wonder, explore, relish what I want, delay, and believe. This current state I am in however, the one that does not let me free, suppresses my creativity and I fear is slowly molding me into the dull robotic creature that mirrors its surroundings and those within. I am not dull and I am not going to conform. I've let them get the best of me but I am ready to stand against the grain. So now I thank God that I am free to scribble my own thoughts. Express fresh ideas instead of reflections of textbooks or lectures where I regurgitate what they want to hear. There is nothing that I want more than to close the door on that chapter of my past. I am ready to flip the page and leave fresh prints on the snow white pages of my new adventure. The future is unknown but I am ready to plunge.
I love the line about "leaving prints on the fresh snow white pages".
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