Last night as I was going to bed, I realized I had yet to create my butterfly for the day. I took out my journal and squirted some paint between the pages. I rubbed the pages a bit, then opened them and put my journal by the fireplace to dry overnight. This was what came of the experiment.
I think that gives you full rights to be a psychiatrist now. What are those tests called? Rorschach? I see a butterfly!
ReplyDelete