Have you been on a midnight stroll? I'm sure many of you have.
But have you been on a midnight stroll and seen a yellow and black polka dot toad, caught it, set it free, caught it, set it free, then watered your garden to make sure the toad didn't get too dehydrated?
Have you rolled down an hill? It probably brings back childhood memories of green pasteurs and daffodils, baby's breath, the warmth of the sun and a bucket full of fuzzy wuzzy feelings.
But have you rolled down a concrete hill - i.e. have you rolled down a road - at a cloud's pace with the bright moon shining through the misty clouds (an eerie reminder of the werewolf stories your cousins told you in a pitch black room many eons ago)?
Have you connected the dots to make a picture? Most have - looking up at the night sky, straining your eyes to make out the few remaining stars that haven't been washed up by the atrocious light pollution.
But have you ever looked down at the road and seen the blotchy holes randomly splattered in the most convenient places and thought "wow, I can connect these dots to draw the best brain ever" (note that the brain has many curviture lines and thus, requires many dots so as to achieve those details - otherwise it would be a very rigid looking brain)?
Although, the majority wouldn't have completed these strange array of activities, some may have and that brings a smile to my face - to know that there are others, like me, who enjoy putting strange twists on the ordinary.