Brilliant blue sky
I was just observing the sky and saw a cloud shaped like a gun.
This gave me the strangest flashbacks; to when I was kindergarten-aged. Back then, I could never take home the water-paintings we were set to do, because I kept making stories which thickened with every stroke. Like the one time I began with a large ocean somewhere, then a rowboat arrived. In the boat appeared a lady. She was mean and had a gun. But this is not good, so a mountain dropped from the sky and crushed her under it. And then a pink hurricane blew in and everything got crushed in a whirlwind-vortex of brownish pink etc...
At the best, I had a soppy, lint-ridden A4 with a large hole in it.
This gave me the strangest flashbacks; to when I was kindergarten-aged. Back then, I could never take home the water-paintings we were set to do, because I kept making stories which thickened with every stroke. Like the one time I began with a large ocean somewhere, then a rowboat arrived. In the boat appeared a lady. She was mean and had a gun. But this is not good, so a mountain dropped from the sky and crushed her under it. And then a pink hurricane blew in and everything got crushed in a whirlwind-vortex of brownish pink etc...
At the best, I had a soppy, lint-ridden A4 with a large hole in it.