The words I write I see, but not just on a computer screen. I see them inside me. I see them in the heart. The soul. The spirit. The snow, the rain, the sky, the clouds. Faces seen and faces in my soul. The road, the airplane. Smiles. Frowns. Laughs. Tears. In a drink on the Champs Elysees. In the face of the Mona Lisa. In the woods. In the water.