Every town has at least one eccentric creative soul, and

Some ideas arrive while we’re deep in thought, but others

There’s something oddly refreshing about allowing your thoughts to meander

There’s a special kind of peace in doing absolutely nothing

Some days don’t arrive with structure. They don’t come with

In a town where the clocks occasionally tick backwards and

There are days when life feels like a straight line,

Nobody knows exactly when it began, but at some point

In a town that didn’t appear on most maps, there

There are days when the universe politely minds its business,