As subjective as words can be. How can I ever hold and cradle them in my arms?
To have so much love for words and so much love for the art of expression in a matter of a few utterances means to have so much thought to ponder and so much consciousness in the actions of it all. If that ever make much sense.
I am definitely not going to say I am back in the writing world. All I am saying is that all those pent up words I have inside me is paying for itself. And thus, I am just going to see myself if I would like to put them into use again. With better perspectives. I HOPE.
