What is life!
Why do we live!
Why do we have coffee?
Why do we cook dinner?
Why do we do a lot of things?
She sat there…the snow is still falling for what felt like eternity…It showed no intention of stopping.
The windows that stretched from floor to ceiling, looked like…they were sticking their tongues out at her…as if mocking ‘LOOK….double dare you not to! Snow, snow and more snow…look’.
The white flakes kept showing their vulnerability to gravity…down…down…they slowly and helplessly took the journey downwards…landing on top of each other…their brethren and sistren laying flat underneath, had no say in the matter!
They looked as if, they simply resigned to just laying there…waiting for more of their ghostly white family members to arrive and pile on.
‘Own sketch’/not signed. I sometimes forget to sign my art…