It's a gray dreary day. Clouds have crept into my mind. Words feel larger than I could possibly comprehend. Life, love, pain and happiness are beyond my grasp of understanding. I feel limited in my own skin. How I wish that I could be someone else for a short while. To know what those words mean in other situations with other people. I am enchanted by strangers. Everything that I know is not enough. I want more. I want different. Don't get me wrong. I am happy being me. I have a fairly easy, good life but this is a fascination that I know I cannot satisfy. To see the world through new eyes would be an astounding discovery. On days like this I feel trapped and incomplete. My only escape is to dream. Crawl under the duvet and wake up tomorrow when the sun comes out.