Looking back at the cobbled streets where memories treasured,
thoughts came alive in spur of a moment, refused to fade.
Sometimes spontaneously, sometimes thoughtfully measured;
Carving a place for slices of my life and voices inside my head.
When I am a different 'Me', I say all that better left unsaid.
With June gone and July already on the calendars, I see that half of 2012 is over! So soon!!
What happened to all that time! Got wings I suppose.
Here I am, a different me. The real me is an intense person living a fair life.
An armchair adventurer, travels extensively in space and time, often through memory and internet.
Keeps yapping when in good or bad mood.