My creative genius is so underappreciated...

Here is what happened.  I am at work, not wanting to start anything new because I was waiting for a conference call to start.  While waiting I read a story...it was about a dog...and I CRIED!  Like ugly silent sobbing at my desk.  Of course what happens when you are crying...you wipe your tears.  And if you are me...you wipe your tears on your sleeves because that's how you roll.  So I was trying to calm my stupid emotions when I glanced down at my sleeve and started laughing hysterically.  I am talking borderline manic with a touch of giddy school girl.  You see on my sleeve was a perfect little illustration.  No fooling, my tears made ART!

"In my sadness my tear art made me laugh"

Do you see it?!?!?!  You see it!  I know you do, quit lying to yourself!  I was so excited I had to share with someone so I, of course, texted my hubs.  Here is how the conversation went:

Me: "So I read something that made me sad...I think my tears created art" *insert pic above*
Hubs: "What did you read?"
Me: "Story about a dog.  But you are missing the point...my tears created art ;) hahaha"
Hubs: "I don't see it."
Me: *huffing/frustrated emoticon* "There's a silhouette of a person on the right...maybe a young girl...and something that looks like a giraffe/antelope leaping off of its rockers...like a rocking horse come to life...I should write a story!"
Hubs: "You have a great imagination"
Me: "Are you mocking me?"
Hubs: "No...I guess I see it...."

So either I am crazy or extremely imaginative.  I am leaning towards the latter.  I also think I should write a short story about a young girl who wishes everyday she could have her very own horse and one day her wish is granted when her beat up old hand me down rocking horse leaps off its rockers and becomes a beautiful stallion. 

Hmmm my story needs a little more work but I think you get the basic idea.