Before I could even begin to describe my move to Italy, there was another move that came first. I have always been a person to keep what I call an "exit strategy" in my back pocket. The Dispatch center I was working in was just not what I wanted for myself, or the rest of... Continue Reading →
Was it all a Dream…?
I am half asleep and floating, without a care in the World.. I feel the warm sun on my skin, and I notice that my hair is shorter, it's more free, and the ends are dipped in cool water. I can hear music faintly around me. It's a beautiful song in a language that I... Continue Reading →
Diaries of Suzy Doozer 