Now that one of my children has been found to be on the Autism Spectrum, it makes me wonder if I am, too. Sometimes I notice things other people don't, and I often "see" faces in inanimate objects.
Take this locking mechanism in the floor of the house I clean. (I'm a housekeeper at one of Mackinac's historic homes during the summer season.) To me, it looks like a little face looking up at me, smiling; almost like it's happy I'm vacuuming the threshold of his door. Weird, I know. I'm probably the only person whose ever really looked closely at that lock, except for maybe the builder who installed it, but noticing these little things makes me smile.
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