I find myself in a weird situation back on a sick cycle carrousel. And it’s kind of rare to come back after so much. But here I am.
Redundant, I know it is certain that sometimes u need a push from an outsider to actually get to know your own city and the fabulous things it has to offer. You obviously know they are there but some of them might just melt in a few years. Is this that gets me all confused and uneasy
mountains and rivers hidden rocks and tall trees surrounding the road and the clouds that approach are just smooth breath of something or someone that used to be.
impressions of earth and another kind of pet I think, a mess a bin full of trash and I wish I had a camera with me all the time to capture some of it's core
Ch ch changes new moves new turns and a unwearied way of staring, this time I wont move so fast I’ll rely on what I know and what I still need to learn, different shades and loads of colour and I’m still standing in the altitude that sometimes gives me a rough time but as always I settle for a couple of days of not breathing at all.
Crazy weather and crazy reactions, do you also think that it may affect all of us? This melting issue is it way to global? And I no longer recognize my garden and stuff like silence… I used to enjoy it so much.
Another rant feeling... is there such thing? Gazing at the wind and I still try to colour it, someone should tell me that such achievement it is hopeless or maybe I just stick to water. And so many things I have to do. Not much time left though I keep forcing my muscles into a change.
I’ll just live what it’s in my fate if I even believe in the therm.
revolutions, muffins and fears I just hope all that is coming this way just keeps me in the centrefold.
And when it comes to fury and disappointment, just pick grey now no more of the old black or white
I just wish I develop.
Visiting as many places as I can from now one
Peace.
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