i saw this plaque in a little cafe in Harrisonburg
and was reminded of an idea that i've encoutered
a few times recently, that once someone looks at, thinks about,
experiences something it becomes their's,
what they make of it, not necessarily what you hoped
or thought or intended but theirs from their experience,
their knowing, their being
What YOU make of it
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