An advantage of perceiving the small details of the world is how you find happiness, meaning, purpose, God, in small particles that would likely remain unoticed in the universe.
A word, a sentence, a photo, a simple draft, can turn my world around, and indeed change my life.
But just as it might be formidable, it may also be difficult.
I may be taken as exquisite, sick or even weak.
My freezer is never a feeder of food, but of memories, and dreams.
For me, it's a hallmark of existence, of Goodness, of Love. So I search for these golden tiny particles; I yearn them, I battle for them, I harvest them, I protect them, I guard them with all my hands, teeth and strength so that another bright day may rise.