i felt so free and bursting with energy when i met you. i used to write you little poems
like little homes
i miss the words coming straight from my veins
light and playful greeting the day.
so tired of tears
and self-repentance
fo things i've never done yet to do
missing all the now that could shelter me.
I’m Heather Gold. I'm a comic who makes connections between ideas and people on stage, page and screen. I am a popular speaker and I tummel conversations in my talk show. I also teach people how to be better speakers by doing less and being more themselves in my Follow me on twitter, facebook, and youtube.
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