Stains.

Look at those beams, just lying across the ceiling. It’s a nice break from the white of the rest of it. Though, granted, the white is interesting too. It’s got stains and marks and little holes. All of those marks, those stains, they have a story behind them. They have a little history of how they got there, completely unique to them. And we’re all like that, with our own unique story of how we got where we are, so maybe the stains and the holes are nicer than the beams, nicer than the things that stick out about the roof. Maybe it’s the little things that count, and not the big, obvious things. Maybe it’s not all about the surface, and if we look a little deeper, we can see the stains and holes in everyone and we might finally find an interesting story.