There are a lot of things I could do and things I’d like to do. Too many waiting opportunities. All these are kept waiting bc I am bounded by time and destiny. I was born and raised in the wrong dynasty and by the wrong timing. I was meant to be a singer or a writer, a traveler, an advocate, a risk taker, an adventurer. But no I was damned and defined as the lousy boring girl spending every second of her life in the four cornered wall she calls bedroom, rotting the life out of her.