The other night I took to the track and was witness to a very big performance of sky stories. It was moody, it was bright, there was rain and sun and all the colours that make your heart burst with exhilaration. It was magnificent. I ran with my eyes glued to that sky...I suppose it inspired these stories...
|I tie myself to a handmade cloud. Sewn out of cotton candy and dandelion fluff.|
|i lose myself in a spring storm.|
|lost in sunset now...and ready for sleep.|