About Me

She is the misfit. She is the gypsy. She is the vagabond. Traveling the white line into the mystic. She is the wild one, the dangerous one. She's insane, and everyone knows. She lives to love, lives to laugh, lives to live. But most of all, she lives for herself. She loves much and loves often, but she lives only for herself, and by her own rules. She won't follow your guidlines or your manifestos. She'll write her own. She'll write for as long as you'll let her. She'll read even longer. She knows there's an adventurous life waiting for her. She will take it. She will take flight. Free her. She is free of mind, but not of body. Let her go, and maybe she'll return one day. To tell you of her wonderful travels. Or maybe she won't. Maybe you'll be left to ponder, to create stories of your own. She is inspiration. As you know, she is the misfit.
"Perhaps my best years are gone. But I wouldn't want them back. Not with the fire in me now."