The puff of helium meeting the ever-expanding foil until the state of which it reaches complete fulfillment.

 

The last stroke of the marker when the page becomes entirely covered in ink.

 

The depth of the cave at which darkness has swallowed every remaining twinkle of light.

 

The final bite before the almost immediate, “I definitely ate too much,” post-meal regret kicks in.

 

The seventh destination of the brightest rainbow.

 

In love with the end result. Occasionally unappreciative of the present.

 

Searching for what may never be found.

 

Refusing to accept the “impossible” and consistently embracing it.

 

Your idea of what doesn't exist is invisible in the realms of my expression and my opportunity.

 

The barriers that you place in front of me will be overcome by whatever means necessary.

 

YOU can pick YOUR path in life, but I’m here to create my own.

 

Choosing to do things the hard way isn't always choosing to do things the wrong way.

 

When you tell me to stop trying, I will only go on further.

 

When you say that I won’t make it, you only help me to reach my destination.

 

Ultimately, I’m just here to say,

Prepare to watch me jump or get your hurdles out of my way