The need for approval has constantly badgered me. This monster has always taken control of my insecurities and constantly shattered my confidence where ever and when ever I’ve been or doing.
With this in mind my desire to seek approval means my life is continually lead behind a mask.
When you walk into a room and you smell perfume there is no one there but you know someone has been there.
When you see how feet have worn a path before you have followed it.
When you feel the smoothness of a rock as people take their moment.
Hearing the echoes of voices in the distance.
I believe man’s spirit deserves to be celebrated.