And here I am as guilty as the next. A handful of inches separate the vocal chords from the thought farm, yet that distance is as wide as a mountain range and can consume a life.
Our minds and means to influence life sit like disgruntled employees passed over for promotion. Each blaming the other for their inability to make sense of an ever changing world.
Just a thought.
LIGHT ON LIGHT 
Maybe a Westfield limited edition. 🙂 Cheers Robin.
Is this going to be available as a poster?