I remember walking home from school, holding your hands, being the cheerful happy little girl, who never would have thought of growing up into an adult, who's insecure, anxious, restless and what not? This is where life takes you in the blink of an eye. Sometimes I look back at that little girl and see how far she's come, through so many lessons and struggles, playing so many roles. Life was never about me sometimes. Often, it was only about emotions, messy, mostly overwhelming, yet undeniably human. Even now, at times. But what are we without emotions ? Again, is that a flaw? But really, who's perfect anyway? Me? You? Anyone? Today, in solitude, I found a little piece of myself again. Sometimes, just looking around you is enough to make you calm. Focussing on each breath you take in, finding the comfort it gives you, is a new feeling. May be, life is not always in the rush, it's also in the pause. Enough to feel alive, even for a moment. -@theanxiouslyinkspired