The sky is completely gray. I don't feel great either. Often there seems some correlation between the two - the sky and my mood - one reflecting the other - the latter commencing the former most often.
There have been times when I have been excited about gray sky - just like this one or even grayer - but not today.
As I look through the window at the nearby windows, I can't help but wonder who is trapped in there - just like I am trapped in here. If it were entirely up to me, I would set them all free including me.
Funny we thought of windows as we built these monstrous structures to box us in. Whoever thought it would be the only glimpse we could see of the world around us! Windows of trains, cars, house, phones, computers...
Have you noticed village homes lack many windows? Don't you think nomads were richer than us folks? They had this wide open world to live in, to breath from, to cherish much and then pass it on...
What have we got? Just some windows!
Keeping busy
2 years ago