MY DREAMING PLACE
I write all over the place; in cafes and restaurants, on trains and planes. I watch for ideas and think about things to say. I am by no means a great writer, but one day I want someone to call me that. That means I have to embrace writing and learn, suffer through the criticisms and frustrations.
This is where I do my dreaming. I stare at the wall, my mind drifting along endless routes in a web of travel all over the world, interconnecting with a thousand others just like mine.
Much love to everyone. I hope you are well. Keep on travelling.
P.S. If you want to send me a postcard, I love getting them (I only have a few on my wall at the moment). Email me on: firstname.lastname@example.org