I lock myself away in my head a lot, my daydreams tend to get the better of me. My stories tend to run wild just beyond the backs of my eyes and I try to capture them into words. I weave tall tails between my fingers tips and all you will hear is click, click, click. The worlds I have created often kept secret and others have died as I have grown. Though if I am lucky some will fall onto some pages and one day turn into a book that I can share with all of you.