..sweet pungent ink, printing machines; a softer click- and wafting nicotine. One types in inspired fury, one waits for it- hanging on to hope as coats o'er the seats. Soon someone will spill a coffee too- probably chatty Cathy at table four
Tag: observation
Cogito, ergo sum
Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. In my defence, it did start with one... #1- The first butterfly I ever saw. Deep, dark colours wth intricate, detailed prints (different on both wings, to my surprise), on the dining room wall as we moved into the new house. Fascinating how it didn't… Continue reading Cogito, ergo sum
The state of affairs
Walking uncaringly past, with avoidant eyes the home of a crying, needy neighbour.. ..as slaves to one's own lies, by choice, free to choose just another liar as leader.
Voices
Deep, old timey baritones Some like the eyes, reveal all soul
Sunset
A distant temple bell rings The horizon melts into a purple mist
Ishaisms 