For a long time I’ve had a vision in which I’m sitting outside and writing with the water in front of me, red-tiled roofs surrounding me. I imagined I was on the west coast of Italy. In reality I found myself on the east coast of Brazil. Had I stayed focused on Italy, I’d have missed the beauty ~ the real beauty ~ that was Brazil. Dreams really do come true!


Let's "walk the W.O.L.K.”