Was watching Medium tonight and "Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield was used at the end of the show. I think it's 'blog appropriate' for today's mood. By the way, the picture above was taken in Savannah on our November trip (actually, it's Tybee Island which is next to Whitemarsh Island where Rachael lives).
Unwritten
I am unwritten
can't read my mind,
I'm undefined
I'm just beginning,
the pen's in my hand,
ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else,
no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break tradition,
sometimes my tries,
are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't livethat way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else,
no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
The rest is still unwritten.
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