The Woe Is Me Lass. I am the insecure & immature one within who colorizes & dramatizes the negative, magnifying & personalizing minutiae to a level that justifies my sense of martyrdom. Soleil. I am the one channeling your exuberance. I am your immeasurable positivity and your innocent faith in all possibilities. I believe in balloons & feather boas, Herbie the Love Bug, jumping on furniture, glitter, & flying. I am the flower garden of your soul, your human light, your face & place in the sun of joy.