This collection of poems is the third in a series of poetry books. I wrote each one as a passing thought, or let’s say, for example–I would sit down on a Sunday and simply write poetry all day long. These are the poems of every single thought I had that day; every one of those passing thoughts that crossed my mind. Pretty scary, huh? Well, this is my third book in a series that includes: Inner Dreams and Aspirations, That Was Interesting and nowA[a–A]Reality and Dreams.