Portable wardrobes that travel the world, sharing secrets of business and pleasure, wheels whispering stories of wanderlust on airport floors.

I top your bathtub and crown your beer. I fill your pillow and grace your Michelin plate, my dear.

I stand tall but have no legs, hold a flower, but have no hands. I'm a plant's support, its central core, what am I, say no more?

You will never find your needle with all the sneezing.

Haunter of days and nights of many. Preventer of goals, and stems from uncertainty. Controllable with help, human or pharmaceutical I go by many names, but steeped in fear probably neurological