My Dad turned me on to seeing things in the everyday items... he'd poke 4 toothpicks in a lemon,
2 cloves for the eyes, and use the peeler to make a curly tail, and I'd walk in to see a funny yellow pig on the counter. Nothing was ever boring. But now I can't drive down a road without seeing faces in rocks and grasping trees... and everything imaginable is in the sky/clouds. It's a lively world.
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