Creation

~~ The words flowed out. Like where a stream meets the ocean; becoming one. Her hands saying what she couldn’t  It was invigorating. Her hidden thoughts just waiting to be unlocked, to be known.  She was exploring new depths; her mind searching. There was nothing in her way. As if a roadblock had cleared. Over thinking would not stop her. Others might get caught but it was an obstacle she could defeat. Confidence was like a drug and she was addicted. It felt good to throw away the worries. She would be remembered. Her words would mean something. ~~ And with that she closed her notebook as a smile spread across her face.