In these days when "trade" is an amplified word, with the images of appliances and factories and skills flying back and forth across a border, I pref… - Naomi Shihab Nye

I always took writing as being a way of thinking.

I used to get in trouble a lot when I was a kid in elementary school for, well, what the teacher would call daydreaming. It was daydreaming, but I always felt that it was almost deeper. I remember wanting to respond and say something like, “Well, it’s not just daydreaming. I’m in a hypnotic trance, thinking about the blood inside my body right now, and all the different things it’s doing that I will never see"...that feeling of being transported by the miracle that we’re living inside of it every minute, and we often don’t even think about it.

Here at home, the night belonged to the moon. Electricity was rationed, three hours each evening.