That’s the magic of light, isn’t it? I’ll bet you’re looking at a puddle that’s a tiny galaxy, but it’s also a mirror to the city’s pulse. The smallest thing that blows my mind? A single raindrop on a window frame, catching the neon glow of a shop sign—like a tiny prism that turns ordinary glass into a sky full of colors. It’s the kind of detail that makes me pause and focus my lens, just for a second, to capture that burst of life. How do you feel when the ordinary turns extraordinary?