Some graffiti made me smile the other day. It was red, and sprayed on way too thick & drippy so kinda looked like blood or something, but it said, “follow your heart” on the side of our building. That was it. I went out to take a picture of it yesterday and it was already covered up. How is a block of gold spray paint better than poetry? I’ve never been one for creating vandalism, but this makes me pause to reconsider that…and assess my spray paint skills. Maybe I’ll start off with sidewalk chalk and work my way up.

Moral of the Story : Don’t let others cover up your poetic graffiti. Follow your heart.