Boyhood dream Of course it was all there, the dreams of romantic books, adventure, the wild plains, the savanna, I was fully loaded on this narrative and lived believing I would change the back yard of a tiny English rural village garden, into the world, I must have learned every crack, rock, brick, drain and roof slate, in our home of childhood education.
Native to asphalt.
Native to asphalt.
Native to asphalt.
Boyhood dream Of course it was all there, the dreams of romantic books, adventure, the wild plains, the savanna, I was fully loaded on this narrative and lived believing I would change the back yard of a tiny English rural village garden, into the world, I must have learned every crack, rock, brick, drain and roof slate, in our home of childhood education.