There has to be a way.

When did the world become so limited?
It was pretty vast before!!!

When did you stop seeing beyond those fences,
your eyes used to go for miles!!

How did just a few words started to matter?
While reading those thick books could completely fill you up with all kind of emotions.

Are you painting the same image over and over again?
Didn’t you love to let flow those bright colors and shapes with your imagination?