Can you feel infinte if you have done jack-shit?

[broken_payphone]

Confined, but not strapped down. Growing, but stunted by tight space in a container. Don't be confused that isn't a complaint, it is enough room for a person to feel small, yet big all at once. (Re)Mixed emotions. Completely legal and very little clothing. There is something liberating about feeling sexy in just your underclothing. Knowing that somewhere, there could be someone thinking that you could look sexy in just your underclothing. Those times when you don't feel so transparent, so (g)host like. Those moments when you feel infinite. In a completely cliche Perk of Being a Wallflower kind of way. There is nothing that can stop anyone but themselves. And, entrapment in a can without a can opener is not the way to be.

I don't want to be profound. I don't want to be stuck.
I want to learn to really write stories with characters. With meaning.
I want to learn how to make my art like that too.
I want to actually think I am good at something.
I want to hold your hand.

xo