"...take your time" she said, and though she was simply advising me to slow down as I worked my way through a novel it resonated through every cell in my body. It was the water drops of truth the Sahara of my mind was yearning for. Reading those words somehow permeated into every doubt, worry, and fear I had crushing their intensity by simply asking "what are you rushing for? where are you headed so fast?" I began to rise above the loud clatter of rush hour traffic, and I found stillness. That stillness sat with me exactly where I was caressing the grooves dug into my brain from societal standards and parental expectations. And for a moment I could see . I mean really see without the lenses of Instagram comparisons, age limitations, and shoulda/woulda/coulda thought processes. I saw that exactly where I am is exactly where I need to be even if my brain says it's all wrong, my heart says it's alright (all right).