When I was little I used to stand on my head and imagine that the ceiling of my house was actually the floor. With a simple inversion, I had a new house. I would pretend to walk on that bumpy white surface while the fuzzy carpet hung overhead...(I was taller that way too.)
Perspective. It's amazing how things change when you rotate your observatory -- see things from another angle. Ever watched a game of chess and wondered why the numskull sweating over his turn can't see that perfect move? Or maybe you've been the numskull, wondering why the jittery twerp standing behind you is about to wet his drawers. And then there are those times when you see something, a place maybe, in more ways than one. And you're not sure what has changed -- you or the place. Maybe both -- there's another take on it... If I could see everything in every possible way, I'm sure I would faint from dizziness. But I think it's good to spin a little.   ¶ 10:59 PM