Growing up, my family went to church pretty much every Sunday, from the time I was born until around 15. To entertain myself I used to stare at the wood grain in the roof beams and paneling. After a few moments of soft gazing, the patterns in the wood transformed into faces and bodies of creatures. looking at the world this way was a great way to pass time when I couldn't do much else.
Since then I find myself looking at the patterns around me. Check out the sidewalk cracks on the slide show to the left, what do you see?
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