Sometimes I feel like I live in a snow globe. I can see everything that's going on, sometimes clearly, sometimes not so clearly. But it's like there is something keeping me from going out and experiencing life for myself. So when something (or someone) comes along and shakes up my world, I don't know how to act. Or how to react - this snow globe never came with a manual. So here I sit, up high on a shelf. Maybe if I push hard enough, I'll fall off and send this snowy orb back to its maker. The globe will crack and I'll break free from this watery world, a liquid grave. Maybe.
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