Shadows on the wall
I always used to see faces in most of the shadows, back when I stayed at home ... toss some clothes on a line, and if there's a shadow it makes, there was always a face hidden there. My theory was, they are playing with us, and need to be found.
Lion and Mr. Beard Man were most common, though Mr. Beard Man had a habit of regularly changing the length of his beard. One day it was very long, next day, a close shave and the third day it was long again (I wonder how he did that o.0)
I used to talk to them, make stories about them, try to gauge their emotions.
Yup they kept me entertained well, I must say !
After I shifted to where I am now, I lost touch with them. Every activity has become a chore and somewhere along the line, the fun was lost.
After a long long time, I saw her. A shadow lady, a clear and distinctive shadow lady.
[A clear and distinct image is one that doesn't change or disappear as we go farther away or go closer to it. (My defi) ]
I realized how much I missed such small things that made home what it was. Like a couple of days back, I slept for almost 9 hours! I hadn't done that in ever so long ! Boy, did it feel good !
The good part is shadow people have returned to my imaginary world, the bad part you ask ... ?
I have to get going now, or I'll have to see some real angry faces on real people soon !!! :P