Unwritten

Today's #HAWMC prompt is to share the lyrics of a theme song - I'm getting to this a little late in the day, so my apologies for kinda "phoning it in."

In 2007, I turned 30.  I'd just gone through an epically bad breakup (no, seriously.  You think I'm kidding?  A year later, when it was still going on, 1800 GOT JUNK had to get involved.  I can't make this stuff up), lost 72 lbs, and crossed the finish line of the marathon... I was at a major crossroads in my life, and it was an exciting time for me. I'd just finished writing the series of columns for Health magazine, and I was pretty sure I wanted to do more of that.  A lot more.  This song was popular for a long time, and every time I hear it now it, it brings back a sweet mixture of sadness, excitement, optimism, and longing.

I didn't know what was coming next in my life, but I knew it was going to be awesome -- and every time this song played on the radio, which at the time was about every 20 minutes -- I'd crank up the volume and just SING.  I loved the notion that the main character in the song was just absolutely stretching and reaching to grab onto something that was in her line of sight, no matter how far off it may seem.

These days, the future is a lot clearer - although ambiguity is a constant in life, it is very reassuring to know that the pen in my literal and figurative hand has at least started to script out a storyline I'm happy with; one that makes sense; one that matches the vision I've always had in my head of what I wanted life to look like.

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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

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

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

Off and running,
~Jessica