Letters And Ink On Paper

In the sanctity of the white, I discover comfort.

Writing is how I sail through the corridors of my thoughts, arranging ideas that are as untamed as the winds.

With each word, I sculpt my perception of what’s visible and what lies beneath.

Writing has become a way of understanding and interpreting the world around me and within me.

This ‘written’, becomes the structure that upholds and defines what comes next.