I am everywhere but nowhere yet. I can't escape writing and I am unable to shake off the world away from myself. I hide here, I peek out to places and just as it gets louder, I go back to hide in the cap of the pen.
I am everywhere but nowhere yet. I can't escape writing and I am unable to shake off the world away from myself. I hide here, I peek out to places and just as it gets louder, I go back to hide in the cap of the pen.