Am I butterfly or a man?
Butterfly outside the office
Foreshore, Cape Town
I see this butterfly flying around over lunch hour but every time I think to get my camera it floats away into thin air. Today I got to take some quick pics of it. While shooting I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky … free! then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?
Then it occurred to me that everyone is like a butterfly, they start out ugly and awkward and then morph into beautiful graceful butterflies that everyone loves.