3 people were left standing that day. It moved in slow motion, like shock, as each one of them were left looking at each other in awe — jaws hanging, eyebrows raised, sweat dribbling in beads mixed with urine, down legs, while the close to non-existent, yet slightly cooling, breeze whistled softly, just audible enough toContinue reading “in medias res”
Mind Stroll 