White canvas

I sat there in the shower drawing pretty red lines on my canvas. Every time I added a line the water would wash away another. So I kept adding red lines. More and more and more, then I stopped, I was dizzy and felt as if I was going to vomit. I only stopped because you cant experience this lovely feeling of being proud of something you did for once in the longest time. But what's the fun and excitement of it if your dead.