Wrap Rap
21 February 2013
Blog
Too many ideas to achieve today, so many thoughts that have run away. Often I gaze and look into the grey matter that is the patter on my milky way. I wander through days and act on my gaze, but nowhere it goes ... as my mind's a slave ... to my inspirations and drive that go round and round more often than not, driving me into the ground. The options I strive for never seem to come near, yet my thoughts and time get lost without fear. I sit again at this pad with lettered keys and a world...