Meditations DreamColour Concept

This was my #meditationgames entry for the 4th of November 2019, my partner's birthday.

Meditation launcher text:
When we moved out here you felt adrift, time in the garden became your anchor. Then the drought hit.

An anchor can't hold in sand. Not much survived the water rationing. But these strange shapes did, scorched odd colours by the sun. Now they're the backbone of our own oasis.

The drought hasn't broken, but we haven't either. Happy birthday my love.

Instructions:
Draw lines to direct the blobs of paint.
Space to spawn another blob once you run out.
R to restart.