I saw this tile mosaic in the airport this weekend. It was so beautiful and mesmerizing. I fell in love with it. One year ago, I would've walked past this and not thought a thing of it. Nowadays, though, I am more and more often struck by simple, beautiful art and beautiful things and beautiful landscape. The smallest and often boring things now can captivate me. I could sit and stare at this mosaic all day long. I sit and stare now so often. I see peaceful, mesmerizing beauty in so many things now. Why, after all these years, have I only begun noticing and being captivated by such things? Why the change over the last year? Why only now do people sometimes ask me, "What are you looking at?". Last night I stood outside a gift shop window on an old, downtown street in an old midwestern town. I stood and stared at and examined beautiful, colorful candle holder plates. Had people not been calling for me to leave, I would've stood there for many minutes just staring at them. Had I told them what I was doing, they would've thought I was crazy. I don't know what is happening to me.
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