Setting out very briskly, not considering impact on public until the sun hit me and I was already finding my way out of RWY.
Initial excitement turns to self consciousness and paranoia as first few comments are heard and people navigated.
I have to use lamp posts to nudge my glasses back onto my nose. I had no idea they slipped so much.
Gravel successfully avoided and pavement unfurl before me. Hipster in suit from grey van asks for reasons? I say is a drawing and an art piece.
Why am I doing this again?
Not a stag prank
Not a lost bet
I did this to myself, honest!
Which way is the train station.