Unwritten

For all those who know me well, my pessimism won't come as a shock. I am an eternal pessimist and expect the worst for me and my future. It is some sort of a defense mechanism that allows me to not to have high expectations of success or happiness in various facets of my life that I have not lived yet. And hence minimises the risk of disappointment/hurt in the case the expectations are not met. It is as simple as thinking, "I knew it wasn't gonna happen anyway so there is nothing to be surprised or overtly upset about" instead of vice-versa. Possibly a flawed theory/perspective but it has worked for me so far.

But then come along small, unexpected rays of temporary optimism and uninhibited hope that bring a smile to my face, a glow to my cheek and a slight bounce to my step and this song did just that when I heard it this morning. Thanks Natasha Bedingfield for a great start to my day.

Unwritten

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
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, yeah

Oh, oh

I break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines, oh yeah yeah
We've been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can't live that way oh, oh

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
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 still unwritten

(Gospel)
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
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

The rest is still unwritten

The rest, and probably the best, is still unwritten. And I am can't wait to find out.