Writing, Wednesday 13 February 2008 . 3575
Hub Cafe, Regent's Park.
Words tumble onto paper, mediating and representing the sounds, pictures and symbols that are perpetually flying around inside my mind. After a while a sentence begins to appear, 'Learn to be conscious'. I had finished my tea by this point and the sun was warm, so I sat back and just soaked up what was left of the warm afternoon sun.