The total journey doesn't have to go unwritten. What if you were born to laugh? What if what you're supposed to be hearing is based on something as simple as the wind? Might the storms of the approaching clouds actually be carrying what might become tomorrow already put into pictures? The art of communication isn't always through the words we speak. All too often everything around you is talking. It is you who has chosen to stop listening. So how do you get back to the self you once loved? It begins with touching the wind.

Stay a little longer than normal. I share a part of chapter 40 of my new book Scrambled Eggs and then explain why its so important to the story.