Dec 2013
Once upon a time, on a blank page, out of pure wide-eyed wonder,
I began to etch everything I know and have yet to realize
on it.
One thing is for certain,
the end is
*far,
far,
away.
I began to etch everything I know and have yet to realize
on it.
One thing is for certain,
the end is
*far,
far,
away.
As I stare down at my notebook, it is just writing everywhere. On the corners, down the centre and around the sides.
So, here is my take on what writing is like to me.
x
So, here is my take on what writing is like to me.
x
