my bags are packed
tomorrow i fly to the other side of the world.
a plane waiting to be taken
a page waiting to be written
endless possibilities
i'm scared
of failure. of success
or worse: of being ordinary
not worth writing
not worth reading
but i know you're there
(reading)
thinking of me
+ i'm here
(writing)
thinking of you
+ somehow your reading
helps me to write
+ to imagine
2, 5, 10 years from now
me then, laughing @ me now
+ how scared i was
a blog filled with stories
which will be beautiful
because you risked to read them
+ i risked to write them
so today
i want to thank you in advance