Unomtsalana: hypnotic

It's weird the things that attract man. Flowers, jack hammers, wooden tables, chappies 'did you knows' engine grease 'n all. Sometimes I take pictures of stuff for the fuck of it. My gaze is suddenly drawn towards something like a magnet to steel; then snap that's the end of that, snagged into my web of interest. Why? I don't know why. Life has so many mysteries that dawn the mind. Teasers, triggers...