Byways: The pathways, that are presented before us are infinite in nature. It is only when we make the decision to choose one, that our fate is set on a path. Although, a choice must always be made.
11th March 2020
Canal ways: Transfixed, on the flame of a candle. Figures dancing in the shadows, basked in the dim moonlight. Memories, and fantasy entwined. The lucid dreams of a time that never was.
13th March 2020
My ways: Lost in a world of my own making, and the lucid dreams of a Summer’s afternoon. The days, weeks, months, and years all meld into one. In a confusion of the senses.
14th March 2020
Sideways: Movement out of time, and chaos at the hand of fate’s righteous intentions. Bound to journey the varying shades of the colour spectrum and the place that are undetectable to the human eye.
16th March 2020