Thursday, 11 August 2016

Catching some sun... and contemplating how delightful it would be to have someone tiny trapped in my empty glass, just for me to watch.

1 comment:

  1. And how exciting to be in there, so close and yet so far, eyes as wide as they can go to both drink in the scenery and scrabble for any hint of what's going to happen next. It's like the "his bald head" riddle: one doesn't want even the gnawing boredom of being trapped in a glass to be interrupted by one errant kick off the edge.