A Mind Set Racing

When you’ve got a filthy mind, the slightest thing can set you off….

In the grey chill of the October air, I make my way downstairs to the carpark for a post-lunch cigarette. The clouds look dark and threatening, and I start to regret the fact that I haven’t brought my umbrella out with me. This had better be a quick one, a speedy hit of nicotine to fuel me for the afternoon.



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Jupiter Grant

Writer, Poet, Narrator, Freelancer. Living in UK & my own head. Send queries here: jupiterslair@gmail.com. Buy me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant