Do you have any perfectly ordinary thing (s) in which you find a weirdly sublime beauty, that others don't see?
Here's what inspired this question: For me, there's a weird beauty to being on a freeway on-ramp after dark, when there's a decent amount of traffic (but not enough for a slowdown). It's hard to explain, but, going around the curve and starting the merge, there's just this mesmerizing beauty to the other lines of red lights (the cars already on the road), taking shape in my peripheral vision.
Same thing, to a lesser extent, for watching 2 or 3 parallel lanes of cars make left turns (right turns if you're in the UK/India/Aus/NZ/Japan/etc).
I also like watching plastic bags float through the air. You call it litter, I call it a dance.
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I find unexpected beauty in the dark where ever I am. Usually when I am in the car on the mountains where I live, and the trees thin for a few minutes and I can look to my side and see the other mountains, the houses and buildings, the bright orange and white lights. Then the sky seems as if it is a blanket of darkness draped over the trees in front of me, and when the trees are gone the blanket has been lifted so I could see this glimpse of the world around me.
I also love the plastic bags flying in the wind, I've loved watching that happen since I was a child. (A few days ago I sat on the curb watching a bag float around the stores and move as cars passed)0
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