When the sun is out, every low-flying plane casts a shadow

I tend to notice things that other people might think odd. It’s a quirk of mine that I don’t particularly dislike, even if I feel weird about it sometimes. Like one time when a small plane was flying overhead and it was low enough to cast a clear and defined shadow. I thought, “Oh, IContinue reading “When the sun is out, every low-flying plane casts a shadow”