Do you see what I see? *** Kas see ainult tundub mulle?

As I embark on my customary stroll through the park, a tranquil routine nestled conveniently close to my residence, my attention is drawn to a figure in the distance, engrossed in the act of reading. As I gradually approach, expecting to encounter a fellow human immersed in literary pursuit, my anticipation is disrupted by a startling revelation—the solitary figure dissolves into the landscape, revealing nothing more than an arrangement of inert rocks. In that moment, the park's serene ambiance serves as the sole companion to my bewildered realization.

 Jalutan pargis. Park on päris kodu lähedal. Taamal näen meest. Loeb midagi suure huviga. Mõtlen, et näe naudib ka ilusat ilma! Jõuan lähemale, polegi mees, hoopis kivi on (nagu Armastus Kolme Apelsini vastu: ”Polegi kivi, hoopis juust on”).