…but where would they live?
They say the beginning is always a good place to start telling a story. Most stories, however, don't have one distinctive moment where they start. Most beginnings are creeping in, it's when you're nearing the end, that you're realizing that something has begun. If I had to pinpoint the date, I'd say my journey started... Continue Reading →
A bird may love a fish and honestly, it never really mattered where they lived, because when you love someone that's all that really matters...
It's odd really, words are so powerful when spoken, but I believe that they're even more powerful when written. Written words can mess with your brain, because you read into them whatever emotion you want them to have. If you're feeling happy, whatever words you may read may be happy words, if you're mysterious, that's the meaning they will carry. Simple as that. Written words where my escape and my sanctuary at the same time. So it may not come as a surprise that all I ever wanted out of a career was being able to read and write.
A bird loves a fish 