DAY 10: Words. I've spent my entire life using them: to learn, to define, to communicate. I look upon reality and my mind see's nothing but words. A chair, a flower, a remote control. They have been grafted onto nearly everything, to the point where, at times I forget which came first, the phenomena or the word describing it. But a chair is not just a chair (sorry Luther). When looking for the true nature of things, words become inadequate. How do you stuff a sunset into 5 characters? Or a life into four? It's funny, it took a severe case of writer's block to get me past the obstacle of words, to see deeper into things, beyond what my limited knowledge imposed... Do you know what I saw? More.