I step away for a moment. I take a second to stop and think. My hands are so cold but there are socks for my feet.
There's something happening in my world. But I'm no longer in to see. There's something happening in my world. There's something happening. And it's me. I'm moving on. I'm moving out. I've become a transplant to another land.
So here's my world now: it's bright and staring wide.
I've entered a new chapter. Be sure to read on.
This pillow book is complete because of the change in my life. There will be a new one cropping up so add me to your author alerts or something and be sure to check it out. It will be called Reasons Why.