Running To Stand Still...
October 15th 2008 I am walking in a vat of flour. Okay.....it’s not flour, but it feels like flour. I cannot believe my eyes. This flour beach is a spectacular moon of powdery silica so white you must shade your eyes from the intense glare.
For some reason I hear that song by U2....Running to Stand Still....but perhaps it is only the relentless hum from the helicopter rotor blades that has just dropped us
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