The Shell

Most of us have all once inhabited this "Shell" like mindset where we just go about our day thinking we are the main character in some movie - up in our ego hidden behind it all - not realizing that a lot of beautiful relationships with people formerly strangers to us - and conversations that could be had - are just swimming by us up the river while we effortlessly float down this crooked image. And it is during this time abroad (not exclusive to Malta, i don't think) that i've really been able to not only get even a glimpse of light thru the cracks of this poisonous wall of insecurity i'm trying to paint a picture of, but also really started to break out of it and really "see the world" in a WHOLE different way i didn't really know existed. 

It is these moments and observations that i believe are the actual souvenirs I was always ment to bring back and what my friends and family where signaling to be in need of when they just couldn't explain it better. 

With my suitcases filled up and bulging of new words of introduction and kindness, I truly trust that i'm ready to knock this second half of the month out of the park and maybe just sign the freshly swung bat and off it goes to a new swinger. 

Bless.