Air Krepotkin

Thoughts betray you. We spend time thinking in a warm sea of hopes and wishes... Time walks past often unoticed like whisps of clouds pulling apart. The tail whip of a shark cutting through a plankton rich ocean always with an eye on the prize.

Sometimes you gotta pull the hand break on and skid sideways to a juddering halt, as the engine idles and you lookup at the blue with the accrid smell of scorched rubber and the sweet addictive taste of the petrol rich engine fumes.....