I Think, Therefore …

I’m a flower?

Okay, maybe I’m the only one who sees it this way. I wonder! But this image reminds me of my Humanities class when I was in college. I would sit there, elbow on the table, chin on my fist. My professor called me the “The Thinker” at one point. Truth be told I really wasn’t thinking all that much. I’m going to guess only thought I might have had, if there was even that one, was, “Please please please don’t call on me!” (I was extremely scared to speak in class.)

The Thinking Flower, 6.26.17