I am, first and forever, a dreamer of dreams.

In the real world, I am a teacher of eighth-graders.

I am a wife and a mother.

I am a musician, a singer-songwriter, a guitarist, a sitarist, a poet and writer, a keeper of beats, a tapper of taps on the side of objects.

I wander in dreams a lot, except that now, I have to be practical and proper, a mother and a teacher in the real world.  Leaves little time for dreaming, but I persevere, I persevere.

If I had my way, I would never wake up.  Never.  I love sleep, as one would love a lover.  I never get enough sleep.  This is a crazy world we live in.

I would love to find my way back to the stars, whence my atoms formed themselves.  I would love to curl up inside the tiny compressed state of mind known as the darkness before the Big Bang.

But enough!  Welcome to my blog.  Leave me a note, if you feel so inclined.  Be gentle.

~Vijaya