Mid-night driver

Slumber behind the wheel while the ghosts of many late nights steering you through the silent streets. Only angels were allowed to pursue. The sullen sky turned a blind eye on what’s happening. ‘Where is it?’; The City of Dreams.

Light fought their way out through little cracks in the sky, accosting the clouds and trees before hitchhiking your car. If you weren’t too busy chatting with Morpheus, You would not have missed the turn to the City of Dreams. You would have seen flowers awaiting impatiently for their suitors in black and yellow striped tuxedo along the way. You would have been sprinkled by the smell of the ocean, be blessed with a smile on your face the whole day, because you were just being invited to the most exclusive show in the city of dreams to see all living souls come together for the mere pleasure of your eyes.

Don’t hesitate, the next U-turn is right in front of you, you can still catch a glimps of the closing ceremony.

Do you dare to make the turn?