I’ve always been an avid reader, for as long as I can remember. I read anything and everything! My mom taught me to read when I was four, before kindergarten. I never stopped reading since that day when a new world opened it’s secrets to me. And such amazing secrets they were! I used to read all day. I remember being as old as my youngest and waiting for the public library doors to open. They would open only once a week where I lived at the time. For the young reader that I was, once a week was simply not enough, so the library ladies made a deal with me, they created a special card for me, that had no book limits on it. I was the only one with that special card. Everyone else had that 5 book a week limit, but since I probably read 5 books a day, well, it just wasn’t the right card for me! I would even write my own stories at that young age too, mysteries solved by a group of kids, me and my friends mostly. None of these pages still remain though, but the exercise was a good one.
About Me
Dreamer. Wanderer. Artist.
Barefoot lady who talks to birds. Who loves the wind and her morning coffee.
Who sings out loud and still believes in magic.
Perfectly imperfect, and that suits me just fine.