Speak to me. Tell me thoughts that you fear to say aloud. Show me perspectives other than my own. Share with me the secrets of that space in your mind that you consider home; where you feel safe to wander with your opinions. Let me lay there. Allow me to revel the thoughts that you cultivated in this void. Some rooted so deep one would fail at the attempt to persuade you towards change. Then there are ideas that are still blooming, in their process of growth. Save me a seat to watch these wonderful plans unfold.
I want to run around in your mind for as long as you’d let me.