sometimes, it just goes...

... around and around. You want to catch a breath. It continues. Variations on a theme. Like the countless jazz solos born from the same song. All rich with nuance. You stop and you become an observer. Take it in. A slice of trance. An empty space opens to your right. Then you get up. Time to get it all together...


again.



EDIT: Was chatting with a friend this morning on my latest post. Perhaps you would want to add an image to the cryptic post. Just post a link to an image in the comment section.