Scotland the astonishing works of the mind that create a few tiny wrist movements to formulate beautiful, powerful words and display clearly the thing that, however hard you tried, would just get caught in your throat and could never escape your lips. 22 followers / 236 words
bodies bustling forth and back shouting and laughing eyes closed letting the crowd keep you moving every so often you will be lost but good lost and with the flashing lights like a million pictures being taken in a row everybody's form changes and distorts around me strong arms and backs pushing me between them no one really enjoying themselves but just pretending to be happy
the crisp, cool morning air glistens with dew the tough ground beats rhythmically under my feet the distinctive, calming smell of the salty sea air and the beauty of everything spurring me on keeping me going