Soul

“The soul,
fortunately,
has an interpreter –
often
an unconscious
but still
a faithful
interpreter –
in the eye.”
Charlotte Brontë

 

I guess
that
I
very often
see things
differently
from others.

Not only
in
the literalal
way.

I see
faces,
animals
and people
hanging around
on lampposts,
walls,
containers
or
laying
on the ground.

Today
I had
the strange
feeling
that
a lamppost
is looking
at me
with
his
beautiful
blue eye.

(Day 161/365)

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