Dreams

I thought that my reveries would be the ultimate form of my crazy imaginations, but last night a stroke of subconscious genius moved me beyond myself. It is only justified to record this in a blog. We are spontaneous strangers, I love heights and you love the sea, and we are both chasing each of…

Green Days

I am short-lived yet my life can be spread across space as chaos, many visuals and so much veracity. Ambitions of playing the violin to the simple urges of climbing a tree. Being slapped by a teacher in 6th grade or loving the experience of teaching stories to children. Losing it all and collecting it…