Dear Whoever (Although I do believe I'm writing this to a specific person- but who that person is has remained a mystery to me),
Hello. I don't know why I'm writing this. In fact, I haven't got a clue as to what I'm about to write about. For some reason I believe a spark has been lit and I was told to write, well actually -type-, this piece of work. I'm not necessarily thinking this through and instead of explaining myself further I believe I should just get to the point, whatever that point may be.
You see, in life we never have any clue as to what we're doing. You say, "Well I have a plan!" But really do you know what you're getting yourself into? Nothing is as it seems, and without that little bit of vivacity and daring-intensity who would we all be but dust in the wind? Not that dust in the wind is a bad thing, per say; I guess what I'm trying to say is that in each life there is more life and within that little piece of extra life there is a light. A light that not only brings the person to life, but also leads them through life. It has a purpose and a checklist of who you are suppose to be. Although we stray throughout our life, and don't think I'm saying that we have our life already written out for us (becase we don't). I just think that what I'm trying to say is we have purpose.
I'm typing with a ferocity that I never knew was possible, and I'm not even really stopping but for small glances at the past written words. I'm typing exactly what I think, and if what I think is worth typing then maybe I'll post this. But who am I kidding? I am writing because I like to write and I like to share my views and who I am is shown through that. And that's exactly where the little light comes into play.
Eventually in all of our lives I think it clicks. By "it" I mean our little light. Our sense of reason and our soul purpose for living sort of combine in this spontaneous explosion of awesomeness and we strive to be who we were made to be. It's really a sort of inexplainable and beautiful thing.
No matter how hard you try to pull yourself away and hide in the darkness you will always come back to the light. It is substantial and essential to living. In a way, if you think hard enough, I'm telling you that we are all plants. Hang with me, we feed off of light and it brings us life.
Now that I think I've cracked open my brain to unleash my insanity, I will leave you with this: You have a purpose. Whether that purpose is something you crave with your heart, body, and soul is up to you. Only you can be you. Don't let anyone ever tell you who you are because no one or anything that has a place on this earth can define you. You are unique and a beautiful aspect of this earth, universe, and expanse of galaxy. I believe in you, and I can only hope you believe in yourself.
Pleased to of had this mini revolutionary conversation with you,
Megan.(:
