The vehicle floated along as it skipped over the rough corrugation of the long unsealed 20km track. I felt a new level of dryness there and the flies knew it. Almost like they could sense the mounting uncertainty and listlessness, a pesky materialized premonition to the next days events and disparaging information.

Hugs, Northern Territory, Australia

*$20 donated to Covid-19 Global Health Emergency through UNICEF