On the inside, it feels like necessity. It feels like someone is handing me a new toy and all I do is reach out and take it. It feels like seeing an open door and simply stepping through. It feels like a lifeline, a sharpened sword, the perfect tool, there when I need it most. You tell me I am brave for the choices I have made, but bravery is finding a way when there is no way to find. I tell you there was no choice to make, my way was always clear, my path always easy to see.
Mind of a Mouse 