justmeonlyme

who am i, i am me, i am many things and i am nothing, i am a cook, a poet, a story teller, a dreamer, a wanderer, a gypsy, and i am all that i've been, and all that i've never been, yet, my touch is gentle, my story filled with emotion, and good times, i have laughted often and cried more then i would've liked too, I've known love, and i've known, sadness and heartache, and i am still there, where i shouldn't be, but it is i've learned the destination meaningless, without the struggle, adventure, laughter, and all else that is the journey, and i wouldn't change a damn thing about mine, even if i had the power to adjust or transform it to something else, i have pretty much done what frost said, and have taken the road less takne.