Inspiration

Inspiration comes in a variety of ways. It might be gleaned from the pages of a favorite book, passed on from a dynamic person, or in this case, written in the lyrics of a really great song. I have had a reflective day, most likely due to my test from yesterday and a funeral as well. I cannot believe how much time seems to fly by these days. After I hit 30, the years have flown. So far though, I've had a pretty good ride in life. I've overcome enough to be resilient but not bitter, had enough fun (and continue to do so) to keep me young and relatively healthy, and continue to perservere with more optimism than a lot of people my age. Lucky for me I have the "young gene" that is prevalent in my family too. No one really gages my true age (not that I'm old or anything. I have achieved quite a bit of what I wanted to achieve at this age, and I still look forward to getting up each day. So, when I heard this song, I thought about myself (and others I know), and I wanted to share it with the universe. It's now going to be my "first thing in the morning song" when I hop on the elliptical at 4:30am (sad but true folks). I bought the CD today (Natasha Bedingfield), as I was so inspired. Today is where your book begins....

Unwritten

I am unwritten

Can't read my mind

I'm undefined

I'm just beginning

The pen's in my hand

Ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you

Open up the dirty window

Let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find

Reaching for something in the distance

So close you can almost taste it

Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin

No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else can

Speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten

I break tradition

Sometimes my tries

Are outside the lines

We've been conditioned

To not make mistakes

But I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before

Open up the dirty window

Let the sun illuminate the words you cannot find

Reaching for something in the distance

So close you can almost taste it

Release your inhibitions

Feel the rain on your skin

No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else can

Speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

The rest is still unwritten