Tom Woll Photography

Is it possible to ever step completely out of our protective shell?  The shell we have built up over the course of our lives that keeps us from being vulnerable and getting hurt also keeps us from showing anyone our true inner self.  Should the shell stay wrapped around like a cocoon with only a small part open to show just a glimpse of ones true self to the world? Click for a larger view

Click for a larger view Window Song by Finger Eleven All the windows are playing their game Where I won't see outside again Til I write all the fog away I'm putting words in their place Between me and the window's pane From my inarticulate brain But all of the fog is erased When I write all the words that I never said To you Now the impulse won't go away "Distracted by something?" you'd say Cause you don't see anything It's just between windows and me Wait til it rains again And I write all the words that I never said To you Will you try to read these lines? Focus hard and give it time Who you are in my life Reads as the water washes Now the dirt on the window is showing I should have drawn something instead The dirt on the window is showing I should never have written my head I should never have written what I never said To you

Is it agony or is it ecstasy? Could it be some of both? Sometimes it's all about your perspective.  Click For A Larger View