I love exploring blind spots and visual distortions.
I love closing my eyes into my pillow when I'm in bed and seeing floating neon shapes.
I love looking at one color and seeing twelve within.
I love seeing rainbows be reflected into the most unexpected objects, such as a wine glass.
I love seeing fabrics fold and drape, creating new dimension and telling new stories.
I love getting lost in fabric prints and paint textures.
I love old photographs where the darkest colors are tinted blue and everything looks distorted. I wish we saw things this way.
I love looking into static air and space, and seeing how the air even comes to life as a sort of visual fuzz. But maybe that's just me.
I would much rather be deaf than blind. I prefer staring into the sun over hearing a foghorn.
I love exploring my world through vision. I feel like a visual world can say far more than a verbal world ever could, and it's a beautiful thing.
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I love closing my eyes into my pillow when I'm in bed and seeing floating neon shapes
Is this an Aspie thing? I used to spend hours as a kid "watching the color channel" at night when I couldn't sleep, and my parents couldn't figure out what I was talking about.
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