I’m a woman with an old soul. I like the hot sun and the cold rain, the glamour of the city lights, the noise at a crowded bar, the silence of a book shelf. I believe that joy is contagious, love can make people dizzy, and that people are innately good.
Some things I have but don’t often use are crayons, a passport, a fairly accurately pitch, a blowtorch, baking pans and common sense. I have 3 cats, 1 god and three things I prize: my piano, my forgetful brain and the remains of a heart.
I wish that men would make the most of what the came in: a big and open heart, a big and open mind, and a strong body thats graceful both at rest and in motion. I’ve had enough of handsome sadists, dim adonises and brilliant couch potatoes.
This page is for anyone who has loved, lost, or made a fool of themselves, in the name of love.