Borrowed

"Sometimes you leave something behind in order to move forward, and then you get to a place where you need something you had back there, though not all of it.

They leave a wagon behind because they had to cross a mountain. But once over the mountain they needed wood from the wagon to make a boat to cross the river.

So, they went back to the wagon to cross the river." Candid

Sometimes, in your way, you find something that though it is not yours, it could be. It’s your thoughts, your feelings. It’s simply you. There is not need to describe it, to explain it, to analyze it, even if you want to talk for hours about it. You just walk on those letters and the fog goes away.

They are borrowed words, yet you can keep them.