...But Where Do We Want To Go?

What if I could push my words, like I do paint on a canvas. I never quite set out to capture anything when I paint except for motion, lines, and making our eyes move with a flow. And my words? Can they move through the space on the page and create an image? I suppose that's rhetorical, for we know words can take us anywhere.

But where do we want to go…

a little side note, I fell asleep last night with my laptop in my lap,  when I woke I was in a fog and thought I had hit publish. I'm correcting that now. Life.