This poem perhaps best sums me up...
I am a fiction… A blessing of lies.
I am a fable… A dreaming of gold..
I am Legend… Gather round my fire.
I am a myth And I see through my lies.
I am in fact Brilliant and gleaming.
I am in truth Soft and yielding.
I am a certainty Singular and devout.
I am reality Inside and out.
Copyright Eve Smith, 2001
Location
San Diego, CA