My mind wanders as others live in reality, taking my subconscious on trips daily. Never taking for granted being alone with my thoughts, free access to personal movies (in which others know as day dreams). Though sometimes the mind clutters and attitudes start to tense. Thoughts began trouble my soul, until I relinquish them unto a 2D dimension. Words flow freely like waves in the ocean and just like those waves my pen moves in a calming motion. I fell in love with the sound and rhythm of my pressures on a note pad. The only soundtrack to my personal movies, this is why I love writing.