does this look like anything to you?
it does to me.
i imagine no one sees it as i see it.
it’s like that one time when angie had suddenly looked at my painting (while totally stoned), and exclaimed “oh my god, that’s a stormy sea! and i know right where that is!”. yes, it was, as it had been, the many, many, MANY times she had seen it previously. what made her see it, this time?
little red goes home 