Leaving the storm behind
Here goes. Driving (indirectly) to Greenbelt. Tonight I'm stopping with my sister in Luton.
As I left Suffolk a flash caught my attention in the mirror. A storm descended on Ipswich, filling the sky behind with black clouds and momentary lattices of lightening. Ahead, the slowly gathering dusk was lit with a warm glow. Do I need a better metaphor for spending a fortnight away from work?
Posted by pab at 23:59
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