i grew up not listening to the lyrics to songs because, why should i believe them. now that i realize that doesn’t matter, if it happened to them or not, maybe i should still listen. now i hear, now i hurt. now i understand. i’m completely connected. completely emotional to the situation, not the person, to an idea, to hope, knowing everything will be just fine.
[completely vulnerable because that is the only way to love, the only way to live].
![[interesting.. last week at work i did a doodle of a lightbulb that was off, floating in the sky upside down connected to plants..very interesting that i just found this in my dash.]
[via missjijy:day ninety three - explored! (by Chad Stetson)]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvh4m3dALg1qadvnxo1_500.jpg)
