Contemplation

I'm sat in my car, staring out onto the beautiful sculpted sunny horizon of Oxford.

I found a farmers field to park in, nothing but fresh air and green fields.

I drove 47miles, not only to help a friend but to find this inspirational tranquil setting.

Today for the next eight hours I will let words consume me, I will experiment ways to couple words bringing new meaning, I will remember times past and for those next seven hours forty five minutes...

I dedicate everything I have to finding those words

A writer doesn't write upon paper
He bleeds on it

Peace and Love
HingAling
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