Out of Sight, On My Mind

I expected that putting this tiny drop of water on my forehead would make my mind zoom in to the drop, turning my face into some sort of large and unrecognizable landscape. Instead, the drop caused a strange pulling sensation that slowly took over my head, and the longer it sat out of sight, the less sure I was of where it had spread and what it looked like.

I expected there to be a small puddle of water on my forehead when I reached up to touch it, but found that it was still a drop so tiny that my hand barely noticed the moisture. Out of sight but sitting on my mind, the little drop's growing physical and emotional influence over me had made it feel bigger than it "really" was -- the reverse of what I'd expected.