Tuesday, 22 February 2011
One Word Why
This is why I write.
Whether it be longhand or shorthand; on a piece of tissue paper or in my head; I write because it is an escape from a life, a world, a people that is oppressed by difficulty.
To live, for only a moment, as someone else is an adventure; to experience their joys, their sorrow, their world. . .is a gift.
Vicissitude will always affect my life - for better or worse. . . - but in that tiny moment when I sit by myself, close my eyes and listen. . .I cannot be touched.
Because here. . .I am free.
Share one word that illustrates the reason why you write, and why.