My mind is electric and it powers a million film reels. When I close my eyes I visualize how being pretty feels. As I fall asleep I explore a world of wealth and fame. When I dream I see myself as first player in a vivid video game. I run from the here and now because I don’t belong. My mind is never quiet so it always plays my favourite song. It goes a little something like ‘money, power, glory’ & ‘fame, liquor, love’. My fantasies fly around my head like an ethereal, white dove.