Shutting the windows tight, I could still hear the storm roaring. Stormy days are usually good painting days. The noise outside makes us more concentrated.
In the hustling world, people yell to our ears a lot.
“You should do this.”
“You shouldn’t do that.”
“That’s no gonna work.”
“Make the decision.”
Just like shells after shells exploding besides us. But let them explode. The window being shattered wouldn’t even wake her up. Even it was bombarding outside, nothing shacked her mind a little bit.
“Follow your own course and let people talk.” – Alghieri Dante