"Her universe was much too terrifying,

so she went out to pick a new one."

"It wasn't supposed to happen," she cried.

"I know,"her wandering heart replied.

"Once upon a time, my imagination broke.

Then, my whole world lost its colors."

I have nightmares about this...

"The roads we take are like finger prints.

They are unique. They loop around. No two are alike.

The roads we take identify us."

***Universe picture from NASA (in the public domain)