Suddenly the world slows way down. Suddenly I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. Suddenly my world is my own, at the same time I realize that I’m not my own. As an Author, I’ll belong to the world as I share pieces of my own world with outsiders.
I shared a piece of my world and suddenly my world is not so private.
But it’ll be alright, my world is always there to embrace me back to my own private reality. I may share it, but it is only there for me.