I gazed at the slip of blue paper sitting on my desk. The single piece of paper, insignificant, taunted me. It’s just a slip of paper, I thought. I picked up the piece of paper, and slowly started to make basic crease folds in the paper. You can do it. It always works out, I thought. I continued folding, now more cautious, on my guard. I was now fully enveloped in my small, perfect world. Soon, idea’s like time seemed irrelevant, as I followed the instructions to make my origami Star Of David. (Instructions I tell myself to do.).
The shape of the star was being formed. The final product was a six point star, consisting of six triangles pointing outward, with a peculiar pattern that bent your mind and looked impossible.
Until suddenly time