Eager, restless and bursting full of life, my mind likes to laugh at me, “Prickly pear! Prickly pear! Oh beautiful prickly pear! What to do? Now what to do?  I only know this: in everything there is certainty.” 

What did that mean? How should I know - half the time, what are these curious oddities which tickle my mind? This is why I dumped all them into the magical realm of Wattpad. 

Here I am at eighteen, calm and serene, waiting to spring upon this vast, turbulent world like a small, gentle flower. All these pieces were specially gathered and prepared, waiting for your insightful criticism. 

Enjoy!