This isn't what I look like anymore, but this IS a stick my hand. My Parents saw this as their young firstborn completely defying the validity of the toys in the house in favor of a stick found on the sidewalk. I saw this as a key to a new world. It was a world where that stick could be a million different things. It kept me entertained for hours, and my Sister entertained for years (this is her favorite picture of me).
My imagination grabbed ahold of me at an early age and never let go. It shaped my vision and allowed me to see things for what they could become. It's that imagination that can tell your story in a unique way.