12 April 2012
I was once a little girl with big plans.
The smallness of my form did not dictate the size of my dreams.
Now I am a big girl, and I have small but carefully laid plans.
Meticulously thought out.
Plans A through to Z.
But no longer as majestic as the plans of that child-I-once-was.
The world is a big and scary place.
Why is it that it seemed so small and simple to such a little girl?
Warped Perspective Of The Young • Opuss № I