Saturday, November 26, 2016

An ode to my childhood, dreaming

When I was a little girl, I loved to lay on my back in the grass (or in a lazy chair) and stare up at the clouds.

It is how I became a dreamer.

I used to scribble poetry, I had a notepad full of them, sadly most of them are now lost in time. It doesn't matter though, I am so grateful for all that time spent, staring at clouds.

It made me the writer I am today.


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