This morning while walking Rosie I looked up above the door to a building and discovered really cool tiles. The building is part of the respiratory hospital campus near my home. I must have walked past this building a hundred times (literally, a hundred times, at least) and never noticed the tiles before. I imagined how amazing this building must have looked when it was first built. It still looks amazing but somehow it doesn't invite anyone to notice it anymore. Like when you wear a new shirt and a perfect stranger compliments you on it -- and you know very well that if you wore an old shirt, you would have never received the compliment (even if it still looked good).
No comments:
Post a Comment