晓竹天下 文创空间

I think I have developed an affinity for words; they come from everywhere, from dictionary, from reading, from mental images, and from everything I set my eyes on. They are not yet properly tagged, but like children who swarm the beach on summer weekend, while the tide of consciousness rises and smashes under their feet. In short, I wallow in words. But when can I swim in them? Or would I drown in them?