I checked the sky for signs of rain and set off early to make the most of the day. I had packed my bag with a few necessities – a bite to eat, a bottle of water and heaps curiosity about what the day would bring. What a day dressed for a adventure, will bring in suroundings off metropolis. Like skyscrapers where dangerous mauntains but ready to be climbed. Ready to fight against own will and goals. I guess my mauntaintop of the day, is going to be my big local ice cream, that accidental always end up locked in my stomic.
But today im gonna let my daily bench of exhaustion, shoot me out on the pecklet street of humans, cause today i planned a new walk. A new experience. A new fear off end up getting trapt in boredom, getting trapt in the thought that being alone wasn't the best side my dice couldt end on.
The day was beautifull, the nothing was beautifull, the air filling my lungs, filled my zest. My zest of taking the opposite choice. Choice of normal. The choice of reading boring news papers. The choice of trust the frontpages. The choice of doing what i wasnt suposed to, becaus of big balck letters sticking to my eyes. Big black letters who keeps flying from curb to curb. Like a dog fasten to af flying newspaper, i mannagede to keep my way up the sidewalk, with tons of starring admiring eyes of my sense of slalom.
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