The funny thing about words is that they are both static and alive. Precise and vague. They are a tool, but they are also a craft.

Words can be used to create, weave, carve, achieve. But they can also be used to destroy, to undermine and to corrupt. They have existed for as long as we have, and they have evolved alongside us.

Welcome to my words. They may mean nothing, they may mean something. But the words are there.