i was talking with a friend about art and creation, and i realized that i don't really ever make anything that is mine. and i want to.
i wish i could make beautiful calligraphy.
That's how you came here, like a star
without a name. Move across the night sky
with those anonymous lights.
i wish i could write books, poetry, music, anything.
i wish i could paint.
but i cannot. this is my goal for next year.