Blind Spots


The back reads: “Claudette Christmas ’95”

These are all over the house.  Little things that were hung up when new over 20 years ago.  We have become so accustomed to seeing them that they have become invisible.  No one notices that they are out of season or there at all.  I walk by this every day and it passes within a few feet of my eyes, but it no longer registers.  I know the likely explanation for this has to do with the body’s response to a chronic stimulus, but it feels like there is something else going on.

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