About me? Hm, you would think such a simple request would be just that. Simple. Well, I guess we can start off with the basics. My name is Cloey and I am 21. I dream of being an aspiring writer and as such I have written since I was very young. I always seem to be writing or thinking of writing. It's kinda like having your heads in the clouds, except those clouds smell of musty books and is compiled of mystical words. Words that can create entire worlds in the blink of an eye, with just a little imagination. It's funny, dreams and words always seem to cloud my mind and make their way through the maze that makes up me. Dreams of owning a small cottage and sitting on a large reading nook with only a computer and infinite possibilities in mind. Dreams are funny little things, but I just can't seem to get away from them. I always seem to be dreaming of something more; something magical. 
I have always been one of those people who can see what lies beneath the nothing. I ride through a flower-filled forest and stories of fairies clutter my mind. There is always something there, sometimes it may just be figments of an overactive imagination, but it is still there. For most writers it tends to always be there. Whether it comes from inspiration, imagination, or dedication, it is always there.