One Wild Word: Fling!
I fling open the cupboard of my mind and find a treasure chest of words. A rich gravy of insight thickens as I discover layer upon layer of luscious, decadent, expansive, cheap, callous, luxuriant lengths of description before me. All wanting nothing more than pen to page to plumb the depths of the unknown and explore the bands of the universe. Teetering on the tightrope of time, I quietly close the cupboard of my mind, tittering at the thought of this secret sanctuary.
