The Secret Photos of Strangers Photography Experience - Day Five

Walking Man and the Empty Spot

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In other news, my house has developed a ghost cat. I keep seeing it out of the corner of my eye and as I turn my head to see which of my live cats it is, it vanishes or runs away. More accurately, most likely, I have trained my perceptions to recognize cat-shaped visual anomalies which my brain then translates into a cat, and thus believes it is seeing a cat, but when further investigation debunks this supposed-cat, I get to watch a mental construction vanish and reality set in. I am not seeing a ghost of a cat, I am seeing the ghost of perception.