A simple act.
I was having a conversation with someone (I know, shocking right, not all my conversations I have are with myself). Nothing out of the ordinary, but in that conversation I was reminded of someone I met years ago who had more of an impact on my life than I ever realised before. When I was younger my family would have Japanese exchange students stay with us on the property to give them an opportunity to experience another culture and lifestyle for a few days. One of the first groups who stayed with us would have come when I was maybe eight, and one of the students in that group was doing origami one night. I was captivated. Just like that my eight year old mind was completely obsessed and I fell in love with how something as simple as a piece of paper could become so many beautiful and intricate models. I've always been an incredibly curious person, sometimes to my own detriment, so I needed to know how it worked. I asked them to show me how they did it, and then all my hopes ...