I've been waiting to blossom for nearly 30 years trapped in my eggshell. I don't know what's to come, but I do know it's going to get interesting, and I'm a little anxious. My inner mind has traveled places we could hardly remember upon awakening from our dreams of them. My senses are amplified, and though my existence is meek, I feel is essential in our dilemmas of self-dilutedness.