Life in a shell

Imagine you are living in this shell. Looking out through that hole. Thinking of what is outside the shell. Put it this way. The shell you're living in is in a beach. And the beach is vast.








That's not what I want to say.

Well, life in a shell here means that wherever you look it's the same from the inside. The same shape, the same colour and the same pattern. There is no other place you can go other than staying in the shell. The whole day, no matter what you do, it's in the shell. The shell is the life. *no idea what I'm crapping here*

Must be the air in the shell is suffocating me. Not enough oxygen in the brain.


p/s: Photo courtesy of the photographer