I love words.
They have power.
They spark magic.
They reveal beauty.
They paint the universe.
Loose words and thoughts whirl in my head, buzz until it itches. Until I release them.
Writing has always been a gate to escape and to enter my mind. A sphere where I could talk without anxiety, fear, limits. A dimension where I could stand back and look at the world and myself from a different angle.
Welcome to a place where the words I spilled in my head become streams, lakes, and seas. Don’t take them as an enlightenment but take them with you anyway. I want to start a discussion. With myself, with you, within you.
My comfort zone is left behind. My hands shake but my mind is free. It’s scary. It’s fragile. It’s exciting.
Climb on board.