The euphoric sense I get when writing originates from uniting two worlds – inside and outside of me. My thoughts and feelings form the inner world, while my eyes and ears form the outside world. These combined provide me with delightful pleasure of crafting my imaginations into written words.
Then there is my lawyer, who enjoys arranging flowers. One doesn’t have to ask for his feelings when busy with arrangements. The petals smile back to the world through his eyes. The trimmed stems stand proud and tall through his busy and caring hands. The vertical results he produces speak eloquently of beauty that cannot be bought with money. An arrangement put into a bad vase will agonise together with him. This lawyer’s passion of flowers is a marvel to behold.