There is something that makes us believe. There is something that doesn’t let us be still. There is something that makes us run free. With bare feet, messy hair and red cheeks. And we feel like at home in our own skin. In skin, that keeps the memories, tells the stories and shows our deeper secrets. Yes, we fall and fail. Quite often we crawl. But honestly… there is a possibility that we are willing to be uncomfortable so one day we could feel comfortable being uncomfortable.