I could see more then normal. Some said, I had an eye for detail, I called it I wrong wiring in my brain. When Father built me and brought my organs back to life, I wasn’t whole. And now, I see the truths and lies of the world.
Traveler, Writer, Eclectic Unschooly Mama, Postcrosser, Cancer Survivor,Crafter, Gardener, & Voracious Reader, sharing bits of my life at Bikurgurl.com {pronouns: she/her/hers}
