If they gave badges for daydreaming,
I’d have a sash so heavy with flair
I’d outshine the entire waitstaff at Chotchkie’s.
(You know the one—Office Space?
Minimum 15 pieces of flair?
Preferred 37
Yeah. I’m at 137. And counting.)
See, I don’t just drift into La La Land—
I host walking tours.
I pull people in,
I paint the walls with “what ifs,”
I build castles out of maybe’s
and throw open the gates to “someday.”
