It may be the view of the incandescent light on the leaves, or the shadows of the chair or my hand as I write this. The distance of my image through plexy glass, or the ambient temperature and humidity keeping all vitals in symbiosis. The soothing tope walls and the colorful images of minds eyes left for all to gaze at their inner excitement. An environment such as this leaves one for a reflective time period in which no long look in the mirror can provide. We can be told we have beautiful eyes, yet the true way to know thyself is to rest your mind and body with the thoughts and memories that have left us in need of such reflection. To iron them out as time heals all wounds. When cleanliness is next to Godliness. What we want and what we need becomes more distinct to get those wrinkles left in time to straighten them out. As a picture says a thousand words, I can only sum up my collage with a single * As I think, therefore I am.
