I don’t know if it’s day or night. Lights left on outside the glass are messing with my sleep rhythms.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “night lights”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

 

I wonder how they see the world from within their safe globes?

Can they see me?

Does it all just look like wilderness?

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “wilderness”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

In amazement, I stare at each egg as if I am discerning a prophesy.

“Grow, little ones, grow” I hum.

Yes, hum.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “prophesy”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

I asked Snail if I had to sit on my eggs as they incubate.

She laughed so hard bubbles went up her nose.

Not funny.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “incubate”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

Don’t diss Snail.  As an afterthought, I remind the boys that I have not learned a great deal from either of them.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “afterthought”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

They scoff and say Snail is pulling strings because they don’t know the difference between a master and a mentor.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “pulling strings”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

I plunge deep down to the bottom of the tank, then pop to the surface.  No standard tank lap for me.

Cross-training.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “deep down”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

If you cannot see snail as equal, you have no chance for my love, I said, my heart breaking.

Point taken, they nodded.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “breaking point”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”

Snail told me the finale comes 10x faster for snails.

I don’t know math, but understand too well the look in her eyes.

Friday Phrases (#FP) Theme “the finale”

Illustration by Bobbi Bowman@2016 on iPad app “Drawing Pad”