Concept 2: Rebel Heart

Concept:

Me, soaring high among the clouds, my soul and body feeling light as a feather.

My responsibility is my duty to protect my world, but for the moment, I cannot feel its weight. In its place, I get a whiff of true, exalted freedom in the breeze that lifts me off and away from the ground.

I float back down to meet my friends, those with which I share the unbreakable bonds of countless shared adventures and incredible tales. My love for them fills my heart and though my feet are on the ground, my heart is still in the sky.

Concept 1: Dreaming in European Colors

Concept:

I move to Paris and find a cozy, quiet cafe overlooking the Seine - always keeping close to the water. I spend my days drinking French coffees and writing stories for the passersby on the cobbled streets in an old, nearly filled notebook.

Happiness is no longer fragmented among difficult and wasteful days. Perhaps I find a love stronger than one for pen and paper.

Time slows for me.

I catch up.