I just bought a fake diamond solitaire ring at the local flea market for $1.00. I always wanted a diamond ring but never got one. I wore this new ring to a party this past Sunday thinking all the women would notice, comment and then I'd say, with great pride, "I paid $1.00 for it at the flea market" and impress everyone. No one noticed it even though I noticed how much mine looked exactly like theirs.
I saw this photo today amoungst all my others and thought about my ring experience. Hidden there amoung all the choices of clocks is probably THE PERFECT clock...the ONE clock I'd buy for some reason. But why is it THE clock? Just because it lets me be seen as special...to be seen as a diamond. Why can't I see the diamond that I am?
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