There's something completely liberating about wide open spaces...
it's more than just a physical freedom--
it liberates the mind to dream and imagine.
You find yourself believing that there really are no limitations,
that you're insecurities will not hold you back.
And I wonder, why is it that we let that feeling go?
I've always found it funny that some people
assume I'll maybe do one incredible thing,
then fall back into an ordinary life.
They assume I'll go to college and get a job.
Then I'll retire, then I'll die...
as if that's the accepted order of the universe.
Some people dream big dreams...
I'd rather be the girl that actually wakes up
and works really hard to achieve them.
What I see, when I close my eyes and look past
the miles I've traveled is my next journey.
I'm never sure where I'll go or how I'll get there,
but at least I know I'm going somewhere.
I could choose not to move,
to stay in this place and this time,
but I refuse.