“I love untold stories, a Pandora’s Box waiting to explode! We slip involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul…
Writing is like breathing, fatal, if you don’t. Literally or figuratively, or both. Find the right words, sit down at the keyboard, putting one word after another, bleeding in retrospect.
Deep huh? On the contrary, simply watching the sunrise, and doing nothing else is what real happiness is. Sometimes, it makes me delirious.
When the sun shines, I believe God is smiling. Joy falls to the earth and the top of my head!
Quixotic? Wait till you see me smile.
A dream, and a smile… They always conquer the world.”