Split Second

That spilt second when your dream becomes so real that your mind melts away into the dream’s reality and being jolted into your own  became a two hour moment today.

I was sucked in by the ergonomic desks and chairs, the business suits and the bold letters “TORONTO STAR”. The flame that burns within my heart has been given a large dose of propane. Never have I been so attentive, never have I been so clear and cognizant of my goal. The tour allowed me a taste of the upcoming entree. I am in love with the possibilities and some-how wooing and courting every moment presented to me.
The introductions came and passed, the experiences were told and the requirements given but I wasn’t scared or made to feel overwhelmed. I maintained the swagger which is now becoming a permanent element of my mind.

Not cocky but an energy to know, demand, tell and restrain and is now here and at this building today my split second was held and analysed by none other but myself. It was empowering and motivating, which brings me to all the doubts which niggled and unsettled my mind. Unlock the true you and grab your split second create the balance let not your mind melt away but neither should you be jolted into society’s preconceived notions of the world. Whether it’s offering an old woman a seat on the bus or while giving a quarter to a beggar on the street, let the moment come and hold it, bring it home and combine your dream with your reality.

I saw my love, I saw my life, and I saw my reality’s dream split second frozen by me.