Wild

I used to live there. There and in many other wild places. I visited often and could always jump into each world with startling ease. I was an emperor, a thief, a fairy, an explorer, a renegade, an adventurer. I would never say I was a dreamer because to my young self, that would have been an insult. I never dreamed these things. I lived them. Every day.

I held on to that world longer than anyone ever has, I believe. Right until I went to college. After my first year, it was lost. I couldn't find it. I am hoping to go back there someday soon and I am hoping that my children will take me there...



Did you ever live in those places as a child? I think that is what, in my adult years, keeps me:

On the path...