Through the course of my travels, I have developed a fondness for taking somebody else's "moment" and making them my own. In reality, I just want to live in their moment, because when you don't have a moment of your own, you try to live vicariously through the moments of people around you. It's sad, picking up the pieces of something that isn't even meant for you. And in between these moments, all the while being alone but not unhappy, I have learned to deal with fear. And to be totally, completely, truly satisfied to just be in my company. Always just me. :)
On a ferry, in Seattle. July 2010.
