He could never stand still, ideas formed in abstract shapes
So he took endless steps– round, and round– a dizzy concoction of refining, perfecting, planning
All the while, forgetting how the journey started.
When I saw this photo, I just knew I had to write something for it. That never-ending, abstract vibe really appealed to me. It was such a clean, crisp photo- yet so disorienting at the same time….a characteristic that reflects a kind of perfectionist (yet confused, losing all control) story.
I hope you guys like my little tale and take on the photo prompt. 🙂
Inspired by Sonya’s Week 78 3 Line Tales