Okay!

So, have you ever been staring at a stucco (randomly textured) wall or ceiling, and seen an image in the randomness?

All I saw yesterday morning was the head and the way he was holding his hands. I had just woken up, and I quickly jotted down what I saw before it disappeared from my imagination. Then I finished it up with some random details.

I need to stop staring at the ceiling and read in the friggin' morning.