Inspire ME World!

So I am in the profession of being a Fashion Designer (Now, this profession, unless you have a real JOB JOB, won’t get you any money). I’ve been mulling over what to do in terms of a job for some time now and despite my hatred for a certain word (ECONOMY), I feel like I…

I need somewhere to begin…

Running headlong past all the strollers, walkers, joggers, runners, marathoners…until my stomach cramps kick in and I’m forced to slow down and breathe. Forced to match the pace of the people whose lives are as intertwined with mine, as mine is with theirs. I cannot stop myself and stumble. My vision goes blurry and I…

You’re barely waking…

and I’m tangled up in you. Mind, arms, legs, random body parts and soul. There’s some sort of time-lapse going on in my life. I feel like I rode a rocket and shot out onto an intergalactic ride. Turning my head back, I can make out what my life was, but as just a cloud…