Street (Daily Prompt 4)

I love strolling down the the street. No voices except the ones coming from leaves dancing wih the breeze. The sun shows up. I know that everything’s going to be ok. If it isn’t well, with every breath it will be. Oh yes sometimes the joy is interuppted by a car who keeps on going.

The quietest streets are the ones in midnight dreams. With my feet off the ground, I’m among city lights. What a symphony. No fear. No doubt. Just me roaming where I please. I haven’t had that dream in a while. Yesturday I walked down the street. Instantly I felt home and two seconds later a mask.

Is there anywhere in the world I could go. Perhaps Neverland. Perhaps the fields of Switzerland. Yes I just watched The Sound Of Music. Perhaps go back in the time of my favorite novela, mid 19th century. These aren’t streets I know but if only there was a street that held a secret door to each of these places. Wait I want to roam Diagon Alley too.

These are Daily Prompts from WordPress and I’ll be answering these on the weekends. Next week I’ll be posting more projects.

Here’s a fun project form the past.

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A visionary artist who paints blooms of optimism. She paints using watercolor, acrylic and fun tools like paper rolls. She's a tea drinker who's curious about everything in nature. Every day she creates and is her place where she learns to trust her ideas, create from her authenticity and documents her process because we are all artists.