The fairs in town and I’m heading for the most intense looking rides.
I feel adrenaline beginning to surface as the fumes from the cosmopolitan food venders caresses my nostrils.
Throngs of people are considering the rides, there are rides that look as if their purpose is to reveal the contents of ones stomach, whilst, others stand prepared to put life and death in the stand.
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It’s been a while since we chatted and I have often wondered how you are.
The froth on my vending machine coffee is disintegrating, and the edge of my crisp is fighting to delve into the vacant void where my recently excavated tooth once lived.
Outside the rain has reduced to a gentle drizzle and the air is crisp.
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I’m sat in a cafe, and it’s narcotic, I’m guessing from the decor that its trying to relive the past.
I’m almost a quarter of the way through my bacon sandwich, it’s nice, but I should have indulged in a full breakfast. You see, the table adjacent to mine did, and now they are gorging themselves on fodder that could have been mine.
There is something mesmerising about each fresh layer of snow, the way the layers compact and cleaves together on each fractured tree bow with adhesive icicles . . .
. . . Fascinating. . .
Today I climbed a mountain, the air was crisp and the pathway strewn with footprints of many walkers each treading the path that lay before my trudging boots. Judging by the depths of the varying indents, the size and stature of those that previously walked the blizzard like snow, varied immensely.