Small Spaces

A few minutes ago I was watching our cat, Inky, staring at the space between the doors on my closet and started thinking about places too small for me to fit. It would be cool to be the size of a gnat and be able to fly between my closet doors.

Imagine looking at the reflection of the woven fiberglass back of one door in the mirror front of the other as you pass through that tiny space. Or flying through one of the holes in my laundry basket and examining the seam in the edge of the plastic. How about flying inside one of my shoes and studying the weave of the fabric lining.

Of course, at that point I would probably start wishing I were small enough to fly through the fabric and look at the thread . . .

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