I navigate my computer, through the portal keys below. Spontaneous ideas are coming, faster than my fingers can type. As I read my tangible words, amazement sets in. What I just wrote is a revelation, or could it be a fixation. The intrigue is killing me, as I write away. Oh ideas do not patronize me, for you are here to stay.
Written Date: 1/22/2020
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020