I wandered so long, seeing so many beautiful things, I didn’t notice I was lost. When I did notice, I didn’t care. I was staring at the clouds, spinning in the grass, and I knew I could not be touched, because no one - not even I - knew where I was. But then I returned. Here I am. Tied to ink and concrete. Wondering when I can lose myself again.
Paddy Dobson
16th August 2023