I’m a dreamer by nature. My book collection is heavily on the fantasy side, although I also love science fiction as well as mysteries. I suppose I must also confess to being a children’s literature buff — especially young adult fiction.

It probably won’t come as much of a surprise that I appreciate a good love story. See, I told you I’m not only a dreamer, I’m also into fantasy. Sorry. My disillusionment with the possibility of falling in love again goes through cycles. Right now it’s in the “It will never happen in a million years” phase.

So anyway, back to being a dreamer. One of my dreams is to go to New York to see a Broadway show. Barring that, I’d like to be able to afford a Broadway touring company production locally. I’ve been hoping to use my new-found knowledge of presale passwords to get discounted tickets before they go on sale to the general public. Right now my hopes are pinned on seeing “Wicked.”  Please, don’t tell me it’s “so last year.” I don’t care. I’m a dreamer.