Finding the time to read or a comfortable place to write, can be a daunting task. I used to read the most when I caught the bus and train to school and work. It was a great way to retreat into a different head space and not be spoken to by strangers. I made it happen.
Fast forward twenty years, my routine has drastically been altered… for good (quantitatively & qualitatively). I now own a car and my radio can read a book to me. I spend lots of time writing my own books and reading, wherever I get the chance. I love meeting new people and swapping stories. What good does positive words serve, if they aren’t shared with others? I like having opportunities to inspire people and in return, I’m motivated to continue my flow, wherever I go. The ability to move freely and speak my piece brings me peace. Just thinking… I do miss those long train rides just a little bit.
Frederica's Passions 