MoonlitLady

I'm terribly bored! My imagination takes hold wandering searching always for relief. Save me from myself, my right brain screams! This work is boring, work is dull, always unfulfilling, creating nothing staring at this unsatisfying worthless pile of junk. I would much rather be doing! Creation a duty to my hands. I want to build a house, with windows all around, build myself a rock wall, out of stones found at the bedside of the river wild. Let me plant a garden, and just try and convince me it shouldn't all be flowers. Sitting in leather bucket seats, an overly warm car , feeling reckless and almost alive, the fabric sighing as it mo