And when she dreams, she dreams of a girl who was lost at sea but one day found the shore.
It wasn't even 8:00 yet. Pretty early for such deep thoughts.
Before I liked to write, I liked to type. I remember visiting my grandmother Adele in Ponce Inlet, Florida, when I was three years old, and she had an IBM electric typewriter.
I met a travler from an ancient land.
The only love she inspires is the canine kind.
They should tell you when youโre born: have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel.