The Lady Who Loves Shakespeare

"to sleep
perchance to dream
"Aye there's the rub
for in that sleep of death
what dreams may come
for we have shuffled off this mortal coil
must give us pause..."

i can still remember vividly those Shakesperean paragraphs repeatedly recited by my public speaking teacher in high school...
heard she had breast cancer..
i wonder what happened to her

my classmates were rounding up on her every class for being too sexy...
those were the days..
seems like it was just a stone throw memories..
when you look back it appeared as if you can touch its reality to assume innocence wearing that khaki pants and white polo shirt
your seatmate giggling by your side and uttering something funny you can barely breath