P.O.V: Deja Vu
I'd let my eye and curiosity run wild sometimes only to return home with a "Fist full of tears" while Maxwell's titled track scored my crying sessions.
As an artist/ creative and a lover of the act of evolving and becoming the greatest me.... For all that its worth... Sometimes I have to get up, go outside, snap some photos, and get lost til I find me and it becomes embedded in my mind that the time is coming. The most beautiful moment for me was realizing within perception, we have the power to change the Point of View in real time with or without a photograph of proof. Finding the beauty in the mishaps, there lives a peace of joy to inherit that feels similar to the euphoria of experiencing Deja Vu... Id like to considered those mere moments the universe's way to remind you, you are exactly where you need to be, right as you need to be there.
Here I Am., Right on time.. Finding my way, Daily.