Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Finish Line.
I frequently see a graffiti happy face at the end of a nearby trail. I often ponder on it's maker. I wonder if the artist had an inkling of how many people would look upon it's silly face. Then smile involuntarily at the smile. It makes me run a smidgeon faster every time I see it.
Labels:
Acting,
Graffiti,
My So Called Life