Thinking about the agency we have over our minds and bodies. As I get older, I feel the world shift. So much change right now, but I want to get back to something. I want to come back to the idea that I can be connected to the world again. Connected to something special.
I have, for some reason, heard Madonna in my head randomly.
What are you gonna do?
Talk to me
Tell me your dreams, am I in them?
Tell me your fears, are you scared?
Tell me your stories
I’m not afraid of who you are
We can fly
I remember her words being so provocative when I was younger. I didn’t completely understand them. Partly, because I have lived in a world where I hid myself, but didn’t really have to. I rebelled against my upbringing and had the comfort of a relationship that allowed me to explore and be adventurous.
But these words also remind me how easy it would be to step back into the box with one person at my side. The addiction to NRE is fading, and now I want to be addicted to that one person. Push past the awkward beginning. See that person and just know you belong to them.
I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country
You put this in me
So now what, so now what?
