Seeing differently

I’ve come to know that what I see and how I see it may not even always make sense to me

 

“Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . . ”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

2016-03-05T17:30:00+00:00