There is peace, which only can be found in silencing the words, which rumble in your head. The words, which like naughty children run around the playground of your mind, tumbling, rattling the wooden fence and bouncing off the walls. Once they find the escape they are looking for, the peace and quiet come inevitably with a slight feeling of satisfaction. Another story is out, another fully fledged idea has found its way to engrain in words you use, in the form, which you and only you chose for it. I find quiet pleasure in searching for that peace and silencing the words in my head. This is what this blog is about.

I will be adding one blog post every week.

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