As a kid, did you ever look up at the clouds and see shapes such as dinosaurs, or dragons walking across the sky? I did. I still do, but not with just clouds. For some reason whether its the ceiling, tile floor, or plywood if I stare at it long enough I can see a picture unfolding. I call it imagination or crazy. I can't figure out which.
This is my ceiling. For some reason it screams the wild west. Ha. I guess it could be anything. I see a small buffalo on the edge of a cliff as if he's about to make a big jump to the cliff in front of him. I see horse-like figures rearing up all over as if it is a big wild western war.
What do you see? Besides me being certifiable. Ha.
Maybe I should have drank more coffee ~ Dannielle
