Scraps of the colourful day

I’ve been in a hurry so much to draw something today – but those scraps left behind, aren’t they arty by themselves?

I’ve heard at school I am expected do meaningfull things. I run all the time to get valuable stuff. I undertake efforts to become important person, to earn fame, importance and wisdom. Our life is like sharpening the crayon to be fit to fight. And I fail finally – who is guilty? The scraps –Β  they are so beautiful, I have to stop and watch them.

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