Every Stroke

The most satisfying part of the day is when the pen hits the paper and ink just flows from the fingertips.

The scritching and scratching, like a long forgotten melody.

It doesnt have to be words.

It doesnt have to make sense.

It flows, like my own personal river, taking me away with every stroke.

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