excerpts from a life

By berfin

Pale Hands

A cold day at school. Yesterday was a great friend's birthday -- happy birthday Adrian! And now here I am watching another friend's hands as he is trying to not fall asleep while watching our Algebra teacher tell us about things we will most probably forget in a couple of years, but this picture will linger. 

The colours, veins, the way the hands hang just makes me want to look at it just a bit longer. What a pity not everyone notices these things.

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