Creating New Path
Today I dreamed of making the road. I pushed away the bus, the olden days bus which was painted in red and white. The road was made of clay. I was leveling the clay path... Richard was with me. There was a long channel of road, all the way straight ahead...
Labels: clay, clay road, new path, new road, old bus, soil, yesterday










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