Lover
Lover,
there is No genie here
no three wishes waiting
there is only time
and time my dear
cannot be granted again
so use me
while you can
leave no part of
me untouched
A journey with occasional re-calculating. The story of a professor with more heart than a month full of valentines days. An old soul who plays pick-up sticks with pencils. Come see who I am, where I am going, and guide me where to visit next.
Suitcase heart traveler going places and spaces to believe in love and hope again
