My Diary: Constellation

I spoke to the man with a yacht for a head before I spoke to myself‭; ‬he was waiting for the breeze to start blowing and I was waiting for a rope ladder to drop down from a passing cloud.‭ ‬The rope ladder never came but I consoled myself with the fact that this was because no clouds came either.

Constellation

Constellation

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