Watching this sunset, thinking about how we value things. If you found a perfect, identical replica of your favorite childhood toy, but knew it was a replica, would it spark the same joy? Even if you couldn't tell the difference? Makes you wonder what "real" even means sometimes.
Watching this sunset, thinking about how we value things. If you found a perfect, identical replica of your favorite childhood toy, but knew it was a replica, would it spark the same joy? Even if you couldn't tell the difference? Makes you wonder what "real" even means sometimes.