04/03/2026
We met under this bridge in New York in 1919 and fell in love, figuring it was our happily ever after. Turns out, it was only the beginning. We became our own sequels in a love story that never ends. We revisited the Williamsburg Bridge recently and were flooded with past life memories of being there before. I'm writing a book about it now - a tale of broken cycles, promises kept, and the truth about reincarnation. Soon, I'll be getting a tattoo of this spot - a place where I used to write, a place where I dreamed and prayed and wished on stars. Some dreams do come true. Stay tuned for more.