Word.

Word. The mere ability to put thought out into a communicable way, takes the fluidity of thought away. Words cement your imagination. They weigh, heavily. They fall like a ton of bricks on a sheath of feathers. Once you've managed to string a sentence, you've chained the "what-could-have-been" with a free thought. A true word-player is the one that never makes those sentences, cause the game is on-going. Word.