August 19, 1979
I hear the warm, late summer breeze, wild and lonely outside my window. My heart is open, and the wind blows through me, its magical energy filling my sails. The ship begins to move.
August 19, 1979
I hear the warm, late summer breeze, wild and lonely outside my window. My heart is open, and the wind blows through me, its magical energy filling my sails. The ship begins to move.