If a picture tells a thousand words, my surroundings tell a thousand stories…
It’s a beautiful day here in cobblestone city. Canals and drawbridges wind through old brick and steel. Bikers move over them with serenity. From where I sit trees look like heads of broccoli and the grass that lays beneath them would drive a hungry cow mad. The clouds seem distantly content as they ride the wavy sky.
It’s the kind of day where a fly keeps landing on you. And its the kind of day where that fly is your best friend.
Inside the Mind 