When I was young I had a reoccurring nightmare that revolved around a fear of miniature things. It would wake me up in the middle of the night and there are times I can still remember some of the things in that dream. It’s weird though, because I’ve never had a fear of miniature things.
It does make me wonder, however, if it’s part of the reason I have a love of macro photography.
When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence. ~Ansel Adams