
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.
– J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
Letting the words come through my fingers, then through the pen and onto the paper sheet, a permanent scar on an otherwise blank surface – doesn’t that mirror the (other) way (around) we experience life? I have always been blessed (and sometimes cursed) with considerably realistic dreams and the capacity to remember them. Paired with an overactive imagination, I use these memories to create little stories based on my dreams. My aim is to share a little of my weird inner self in the hope others like me will find solace, and those unlike, understanding.
Everyone wants to leave a mark in the world. This instance may not be a deeply-carved, well-designed or particularly competent one, but it is my own.