those words...

The words wash over me, running through my mind like a puzzle... something I need to decipher. I love this feeling of involvement, of being connected to the words, connected to the writer. I wrap myself in them like a blanket; I fall asleep with them keeping me warm.

I don't know why these words keep my mind so occupied. I don't know why I need to look deeper than their surface.

I have been fascinated by the words...most often words set to music...for as long as I remember. This is simply a new source of words. A new puzzle to solve. A new story to immerse myself in. One I am enjoying...more than I can say.

Strangely I haven't the words.