"You'll read about me someday." I was definitely dreaming then. With no evidence of that ever being possible, I clung to that preposterous vision and with the force of those dreams willed it and made it happen. Not because I needed to be famous, but because I needed a world that made me feel uninvited to be wrong, so I imagined myself free, I imagined myself loved, I imagined myself... as somebody." Finding Fish a memoir
Monday, April 2, 2012
Finally felt like spring
Los Angeles finally felt like spring today. It was perfection. I walked for exercise and inspiration, smelling earth and flowers along the trail. The sky was clear and the sun, warm. When I returned to write, I felt alive and the words flowed freely. I love living in Los Angeles.
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