Night at the Museum

With one arm wrapped around my abdomen and a hand under my chin in concentration, I carefully observed the painting in front of me. I hummed in deep thought as I tried to figure out the meaning behind the intricate colours and controversial shapes.

"Hmmm"

Confused with the framed art piece I turned to the side thinking that maybe if I looked at it from a different angle I might just figure out what it was. As the saying goes 'If you don't see what is before you try looking at it in a different light' but no matter what type of light I look at this thing I still just see a bunch of scribbled shapes.

"Interesting"

Startled by the sudden voice, I turned to see Ally looking at the same art I was. She gazed at it with an intrigued gaze as though the art spoke to her. As though it delegated the secrets of the vast universe we lived in.