Contemplating the soiled paper after a particularly messy poo, I folded it to reveal a new image for consideration. Would a psychoanalyst simply determine that I was uncreative if I saw the obvious butterfly or moth? Or would he or she issue a more damning diagnosis owing to the fact that I look for deeper meaning in my stains, then photograph them and post them online for the world to see?
What do you see?
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