and as i sit at this small table, in this small coffee shop, sipping my small cup of tea, in this small small town, i realize that i am not a small person. i am not a small person at all.
i dream big. i think big. and i live big. i try to appreciate all of the small things, but live for the big things.
life is so so simple, and i completely love that. but there is so much more than all of this. there is challenge, and heart break. there is old age and broken hips. there is cancer, chance, and cures. there is poverty, and there is greed. we all exist together in this cultivation of highs and lows, ups and downs, happiness and utter sadness. and yet so many of us never look up off the ground. their eyes glued to the comfortable pavement of their unasked questions and unchallenged lives.
and i do not want that. i want to see it all. everything. i want to feel it. all. in my heart. in my soul. i want to ask questions, and seek answers. i don't want to sit down and watch; i want to stand up and do.
because there is so much more than all of this.
