Where You Thought You Were Going and Where You Ended Up

He saw the world as shapes, colours, bold strokes of a palette knife. Garbage was not garbage, it was a mix of textures, part of the vibrant mess of life being lived. He would have turned that pile into a bouquet.

I loved this paragraph – a lot!

Ursula – where in the world am l – she guessed right and then took us travelling further into the vibrant shores of exotic locations!

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