enso

enso

Monday, June 17, 2019

'I can’t explain the wind, and why bother' ///

I can’t explain the wind, and why bother trying? Like us, it begins somewhere and ends somewhere else. Always traveling, and in a hurry. Does the wind need a reason? No, it just is. Outside just now, the wind felt fine touching my face. And I am not traveling anywhere, I'm staying right here. Why? I just am.

James
10 March 2019
17 June 2019

No comments:

Post a Comment