8 November 2012
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 X
Contemplation • Opuss № I