Thomas Pohlig

DAYDREAMER...As a child, my mind was a wandering sky, drifting through clouds of imagination—lost in thought at home, adrift at school, and floating just about everywhere in between. Decades have passed, yet here I am at 65, still chasing the sunbeams of my daydreams. Welcome to the corners of my imagination—thank you for stepping into my world of wonder. I hope you find a bit of magic here.