I'm an incurable romantic, I always head in the clouds.
Since I was a little girl among the school benches ... mine was always close to the window and invariably looking out I lost in my thoughts.
I am distracted and I have no sense of time, for me the days of 24 hours are little thing ...
But basically what's wrong?!
"We are made of the same substance of which dreams are made."
Have a nice day