The Ramblings and Rants of Drea M. Narcissistic Observations of the World That Revolves Around Me. The Girl had perhaps spent too many long, late-night commutes on the dark, empty highway. On this night, the only light on the black road was that of the moon, the stars, and the blinking red light at the top of the cellular phone tower that she passed every night on her way to the office for her back shift.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009. The last of the day trips. Stratford Upon Avon and Stone Henge. As you may or may not have guessed from the title of this post. So while my travel partner Mary B. is traveling arounf Barcelona,Spain, I decided to take the last few days to explore the motherland. Now, there was no way I was going to p.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012. In the cradle I was exposed to the legends that now fuel my creative soul and inspire my surreal visions. Kahlo, Dal i,. Rush, Cats the Musical,. Madonna, Tim Burton,. Sound of Music, et al. O who insists on Aztec. I come from a past full of blood shed and sacrifice. Was raised since birth wearing that guilt bearing crucifix,. Around my neck, but it became too tight.