However this week's picture did capture my attention, maybe because my own world seems to be spinning at the moment. Perhaps I'll write more about that when my thoughts have settled but for now a story...
I collapsed on the damp grass, my world was spinning. My eyes felt like they were revolving in their sockets and I scrunched them up tight to clear the swirling image.
“Wow, that’s how you see the world?” I asked the stranger who was now seated beside me. He had let me look through his telescope, I noticed he’d clipped it securely to his belt again now.
“That’s my view of every world.”
“But I could see everything, everyone, it was mindblowing. How does your head not explode?”
OK so that was a dumb question but this mystery man shows up out of nowhere and my whole vista was expanding exponentially.
“You could see things like that all the time if you wanted.” He spoke softly, so softly I wondered if he’d uttered the words at all or if… if his words had crept into my head telepathically?
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