Wings

When I was younger, I used to pretend I had wings. I would imagine soaring through the clouds, racing the sparrows and resting in the trees. This is one fancy that never left as I got older. I have made up stories in which I suddenly discover the way to my true home. I have… Continue reading Wings

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Daydreaming

Took a walk along the Truckee River. I looked at this spot and had a thought. I could sit here on nice day and write. Or maybe read. I would sit and enjoy the peace and solitude. My mind would be in another world, one of my creation or maybe one of someone else's imagination.… Continue reading Daydreaming