"If I can't see them, they can't see me."
Or, 'The mentality of a four year old playing hide and seek.'
Or, 'The mentality of a four year old playing hide and seek.'
For some reason, if people can't see inside, they don't think you can see out. A flawed idea, but real nonetheless. Think about every driving nose-picker you've ever seen. Or the oblivious narcissist you've caught primping in a shiny surface. Or the old guy sitting next to me in this coffee bakery who shamelessly gawks at the leggy blond outside. All these perpetrators of one-way-sight have a certain trust in their semi-solid glass enclosures but forget one important thing: just because its sturdy enough to lean up against doesn't mean you can trust it to hide you.
Excuse my intentional ramble here, but don't we all take this concept too far in how we go through each day? We lean up against something we think can hold us erect in a tired state but really we just end up looking like fools pushed up against glass walls. For instance, my boon companion day in and day out is my cup o' joe. She wakes me up, she keeps me company whilst wading through unending pages of manuscripts. I trust her to keep me standing even in my most comatose states. But just at the propitious moment of revelation, just as I'm about to hit upon that one thing that could change the book, or nail down the perfect employment idea, or unlock a revelation to change life as we know it... I crash. Like a Cessna. What I assume to trust of my caffeine enriched nectar (that it will sustain a high level of concentration) fails massively, dropping me even lower than I was before I leaned up against that cup of coffee. Caffeine walls last even shorter than glass ones. Translucent glass enclosures can't hide and caffenated companions deplete life eventually. Its so simple and yet, we are dense enough to forget.
And so, awkward dancing woman in front of a curtainless window and plumber butt scooter man riding by street-facing restaurants... we see you. Be aware and take the necessary precautions.
As for me, I'm going to start leaning less and watching more. There is much to learn through windows.
Excuse my intentional ramble here, but don't we all take this concept too far in how we go through each day? We lean up against something we think can hold us erect in a tired state but really we just end up looking like fools pushed up against glass walls. For instance, my boon companion day in and day out is my cup o' joe. She wakes me up, she keeps me company whilst wading through unending pages of manuscripts. I trust her to keep me standing even in my most comatose states. But just at the propitious moment of revelation, just as I'm about to hit upon that one thing that could change the book, or nail down the perfect employment idea, or unlock a revelation to change life as we know it... I crash. Like a Cessna. What I assume to trust of my caffeine enriched nectar (that it will sustain a high level of concentration) fails massively, dropping me even lower than I was before I leaned up against that cup of coffee. Caffeine walls last even shorter than glass ones. Translucent glass enclosures can't hide and caffenated companions deplete life eventually. Its so simple and yet, we are dense enough to forget.
And so, awkward dancing woman in front of a curtainless window and plumber butt scooter man riding by street-facing restaurants... we see you. Be aware and take the necessary precautions.
As for me, I'm going to start leaning less and watching more. There is much to learn through windows.
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