I believe it started in middle school, about the time my mom re-wallpapered our bathroom with this crazy repetitive design. As I’d use the bathroom I’d stare at the wall across from me and as my eyes would start to cross, the pattern would become 3-dimensional, much like the Magic Eye pictures from the 90’s. I did that for years every single time I sat there.
Now I have a strange habit. Ability maybe. For example, when I’m feeding my infant, I stare at the carpet on the floor. Every time I do this, my eyes sort of cross the way they would when I stared at my bathroom wallpaper. But now when this happen, an image appears. These are completely random images usually–like the way your mind conjures up things you’ve never seen before in a dream–and I don’t realize what I’m seeing until I’ve been staring at it for several minutes. But as soon as I become aware of whats happening and refocus my eyes, I lose the image and I can’t find it again or even imagine how in the world I could have found that picture in what I was looking at. I only see an image once.
A few weeks ago, as I sat on the floor helping the baby hold his bottle, my mind wandered off to I-don’t-know-where, and then all of a sudden I realized I was seeing Tom Selleck. This was a strange instance because usually what I’m imagining are supernatural-type images. Lately I’ve thought that maybe it would be a good idea to carry around a small notepad in my pocket so when this happens I can draw the images and create some sort of portfolio of my craziness. I’ve considered consulting an eye doctor (or a therapist maybe) about these occurrences, but on the off chance that there’s something that can be done to ‘cure’ me, I’m not sure I want to be cured. It’s kind of fun not knowing what or who I’m going to see next.