My pen has a journey. My life is the journey.
I never thought that one day I could travel with my thoughts. I never thought that one day I would be going from one place to another. I can not fly nor swim. I am not riding a plane, a boat nor a car; my pen takes me to many places I never imagined.
I can fly to the highest skies, climb to the peak of the mountains, dig deep into the earth and swim to the bottom of the sea. My pen can take me there.
I want to write about everything– love, life, sadness, happiness, joy, sorrow, flowers, mountains, birds, people, places– everything. No one can stop me. Even my mind can’t stop thinking. I want to write about you, me, you and me.
I am prepared for this long journey. Though there are many uncertainties ahead, I can not stop here; I need to pursue. I am not taking this journey alone. I am with my pen and I am with you.
