We should all take a minute to enjoy the simplicity of what paper is – a material designed to be drawn upon and engraved in order to portray information. I can go to the supermarket and buy 500 sheets for £3 easily, which is bewildering considering the source.
Maybe we can stretch a thought to a second minute, and understand what the creation of paper has allowed us to do. Pieces of paper have allowed us to construct the most beautiful and horrific of thoughts and store them for countless generations to see. Paper can be folded into intricate patterns and designs, can be folded into a plane which can soar across a room. Mostly, paper allowed us as human beings to express feelings that we were unable to vocalise due to fear.
The relationship we have with written words is truly different to those words spoken, we often don’t realise the vast level of difference between them. Is it because spoken words somehow seem less permanent? Or because more time has been taken to ensure these words are communicated? Who knows. All I know that reading words on a sheet of paper, can be the most rewarding and the most devastating experience one will ever experience.