This is my favourite time of the year. I can step into a caf� and be overwhelmed with calmness. I brought my Dreambook with me - "little blue" as I like to call him. He and I exchanged thoughts, and he let me in on a little secret: Surround yourself with people who believe in you.
And I look ahead, a stray leaf glides by, itapos;s a deep red hue - like a pulsating heart drifting away. And I hear Norah Jones singing: Come away with me in the night; come away with me; and I will write you a song...
And write about people (you) and capture their (your) awkward beauty in words as best as I can. I�smile�at my�translation -� people whose language I do not speak, but whose hearts I�only hope to understand.�Heapos;s a free verse. Sheapos;s a lyric.�Theyapos;re a short story. And a piece of me and my�incomplete writing. I tuck a fallen leaf between the pages.
Red. Red. Drifting souls.
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