Category: long doodles

Wow, so it really is true that your whole life flashes by when you’re dying. And apparently even when death is not even nigh, but inevitably coming. Why was I too lazy to get a stepladder to change that lightbulb

I closed my eyes and let myself emerge in the smells and the sounds around us. The humming of the engine, the sweet dusty smell of the dust clouds that the tyres left behind us, suntan lotion and a faint