A strange time.
My brain seems to make it's own way through days.
I am silent more often than not.
I find refuge in this world that is my own.
You know- turn yourself off from other things
and focus, focus on the thought of something beautiful.
Make it emerge. It is the only real thing right now.
A wise man said that the artist's task is to make sense
of the pain we must go through in this world,
so that others may understand the big WHY.
I am trying, the task is difficult.
I thank you for the kind words you have for me.
Thank you
thank you.
I love you.
<3