What we choose in life, a life with so many choices.

Look over here. Look over there.

Taste this, run from that.

A lot of stimuli

and yet?

Voices where there are voices

Sound of sounds

a need to write it all down.

There is no need to feed a readers mind with what they cannot read

They stumble with affirmation, with consumption of thoughts so alien from their own

And so here we are at another crossroad you and I, assembling some thoughts

putting it out again, as writing.