Any Where. Any Place. Any Time.

"Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. “Someone is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.”

- Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Match Girl

I remember my mom reading this story to me, and how sorry I felt for the little girl as she desperately tried to keep warm. I still remember the feeling of sadness at the end of the story, crying and my mom comforting me.

With my imagination, and a good story, I can be any where, at any place, at any time.