You are looking but not seeing.
You are looking but not seeing. You're in this familiar place again, where you're always chasing but never catching.
You've been here before; everyone's come and gone this place where you find yourself standing still, while people around you move by move fast move on.
You squint your eyes; you move back move closer angle your neck stretch your feet stoop down lie on the grass look up. But you're still not seeing the picture.
This feels like episode 6 of your three season tv show and no matter how you try to fit your puzzle pieces you will never see the whole story. You are your favorite side character with that one witty line and you will never see the light of the series finale.
You just feel it. Either it's just your positivity or there's something really beautiful out there, wonderfully amazingly within your reach but still you're missing it.
Like a bad bad dream of suddenly waking up to the happy voices of people on the street and you know they're witnessing something great and you rush out of your room and you suddenly realize you've only got Barney hands and you can't even grab the door knob. The voices outside slowly die down, people start going back to their homes and you're left there inside your room still trying to get hold of that darn knob.
You hang inches above the beach feeling the warm wind smelling the ocean hearing the waves but your dangling feet never touching the sand.
You struggle. Boy you struggle hard, everyday. And you are getting tired of all these. Chasing stories. Catching pictures.
Maybe the time you stop running is the time you really feel the wind coming to you.
