This afternoon, amidst all coding that I was encountering, I suddenly had the urge to get my hands on a coloring book and just color. Do you remember how it felt when you colored to your hearts content? The smell of crayons on paper, or maybe colored pens on the paper… Didn’t it smell like pure old fashioned fun? Even the act of drawing on paper and then filling in the spaces with just about any color you wanted gave you a sense of fullfillment or fun – whichever you prefer really.
Back when I was younger, I used to have loads of fun choosing which colors I was going to use, and to make sure that I did not stay out of the lines – or sometimes I added some other details on the page outside of the lines. My late uncle taught me how to color wonderfully. To me, back then, he was the bomb for coloring so … so… wonderfully. He taught me a trick or two – which I later learned is a common practice when coloring. But for me, I will always remember that it was he who taught me how to color.