Once upon a time there was this little girl who lived in Kansas, but in a tornado she was whisked away from her home. When she landed she found herself in a funky little place called Oz...I am not that girl nor is my story anything like hers. Mine is the story of a stationary young girl whose only travels were ever in her mind until one day they escaped and dragged her away on a quest like none she'd ever known. And she was not sure if she'd ever return home.
The following post may sound like a cliched Hollywood film in which some blond haired girl leaves her small town in the hopes of finding fortune and fame. However, my hair is not blond, my dream is neither to act nor sing, and bartending is not on my itinerary so I'm thinking I may just succeed without the customary song and dance required of these movies. As I would dread it very much if my part were to be portrayed by either Christina Aguilera or Julianne Hough.
This past year has been pretty big for me. I moved to from my not so small town to the Home of theVagabonds, Dreamers, Hipsters, Creepers and Starving artists. And then there are those seemingly talentless people seeking to make millions off the before mentioned groups. I feel like I just entered the circus and I'm trying to come up with the perfect one act to steal the audiences attention.
I'm just a wondering storyteller with a head full of ideas and a heart full of dreams and I'm Making It Up As I go.
Sometimes I wonder, will I make it, will my name be known or will I remain anonymous, just another Xoxo? That still remains to be told, that chapter is yet to unfold but if there is one thing that is certain...It's that I've run out of words for this poem!
So here's to, roads and where they take you and here's hoping where it leads to is where you're meant to go.