We wander the streets and find those objects, people or items which just have the tendency not to fit into at that current location.
From where do we define the rules of being misplaced?
The world doesn’t have to be built around stringent rules from which we layer the ideas of what fits where and when.
A ‘standard’ doesn’t exist, only the ideas which we form in the hope of them becoming norms.
Something to ponder as the weekend beckons!
