3pm and on. Fridays drifting by, sweaty and bright. Harvesters in open fields. Dust on the windscreen, moving through different crowds trying to find the usual lesser known roads to sneak around, circumvent traffic somehow. Rear view mirror concrete, soft hills ahead.
#outerworld #always in between #the roads and the hills #summer moves on
Marga Xeyat â’¶ hat dies geteilt.