A pen

How's your imagination today?

In the absence of distraction, a mind will grow weary of its own company and begin to bicker with itself. And there is only one way to relieve the tension. I write.

Because I love writing without the noble intentions or inspirational charges. Because I am simple, but my writings are not. Because people hear, seldom listen, but rarely if ever learn. Because we make sense of thoughts through words and words make sense of language. Because I make sense of my life through thousands and thousands of words to complain that a picture is never enough. I hate taking pictures. It captures a shot, but doesn't tell the story.

So give me a pen. And I will show you my world.