When i was little i used to play with boxes. I would walk down dirt roads wondering where the next box would be. Sometimes i would find no box on the dirt road so i would act like i found a box. i would turn that imaginary box into all sorts of mystical things. Once I created a wonderful home, with a swimming pool, tennis courts, even a golf course (I had skills). One day i came home to find my estate destroyed by vandals. Being Sheriff i investigated this herrific crime. After weeks of investigation, it became clear. The owner of the estate had destroyed the property to collect insurance money. Since I was also the local insurance agent, I never let the fraudulant claim be collected. White collar crime wont happen on my watch...
I'm ambitious, I want to meet everyone!
Something always comes from the music anyway... something always comes, something always goes...
Ok, so Michael Jackson didn't really stop by my house and use the bathroom... But his sister did!
No Thanks!!!
I could create a book in which the character acts like their reading about a character wanting to read about themselves...
those that help me fly higher than an eagle, those that are the winds beneath my wings...one could replace "those" with "you"...