December 7th, Wednesday

The Mug

Something liquid. That’s what imagination is. Driving cars that fly and riding a horse in a forest where trees are pencils. What is unreal in reality turns perfectly right in your fantasy. Like a giant mug: it’s a swimming pool. You can dive into it, you and your imagination can become the same thing.

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