Kimble Psalms: Prayer of a Psalmist

Somewhere in this world is my place. A comfortable, yet giving place where I belong. When I close my eyes, I envision myself painting a new world with a sword and paper--recreating life the way I dream it to be. I'll fall so deep into narrative that I actually believe it's real--even go as far as to live the plots and scenes out loud. Someday...It will live. I feel only the fret of running out of paper--hear only waves of my thoughts. I'll swim to the nearest city and build a ship to set sa...