They don't notice the garbage on the ground or the smoke in the air. They are only concerned for their business. So many things are being devoured by this fast paced life: love, laughter, sadness, and even hate. It is worse than the deepest hate; it is cold indifference.
I gaze out the window and spot my brother on his way to work. It is amazing what a subconscious can do. I was looking for an apartment that would not allow me to think about who I was and now I see my brother everyday. Of course he doesn’t notice me here. He’s too busy going to work. I shouldn’t feel that badly about it. He was the only one who paid any attention to me at my parent’s house and I left without telling him anything. I pull my thoughts away from that house.
I stretch my legs out to walk. I walk across the room while clearing my head. What time is it now? How long have I been sitting at that window? The lights are getting dim. It’s time to eat again. It’s time to sleep again. Then it is time to stare out the window again. It never changes. I don’t want it to. I have placed the window between myself and that world. It will someday show me how to end this loneliness and indifference. I wait here for that day. Before I sleep, I wonder if my brother knows his watch is missing. I gave him that watch when I left, but he is a wealthy business man; he can buy himself a new one if he wants. This is my last though before I drift off to sleep.
I wake up to a drizzly day. I eat a quick breakfast. Then I walk to the window groggily and start my long day of staring out. The kids rush to the bus in their colorful rain gear. The businessmen are rushing to their jobs in their drab rain gear, and the boy is still taking trinkets. He has no rain gear. I fear he might catch a cold.
I watch him reach for a pocket. He stops suddenly and stares at this window. Will he leave if he knows I watch him? I wonder. He winks and takes a watch off a man’s wrist. I wonder if he really winked at me. Maybe he just had rain in his eye. I also wonder how he got the watch off the man’s wrist without him noticing.
I gaze out the window and spot my brother on his way to work. It is amazing what a subconscious can do. I was looking for an apartment that would not allow me to think about who I was and now I see my brother everyday. Of course he doesn’t notice me here. He’s too busy going to work. I shouldn’t feel that badly about it. He was the only one who paid any attention to me at my parent’s house and I left without telling him anything. I pull my thoughts away from that house.
I stretch my legs out to walk. I walk across the room while clearing my head. What time is it now? How long have I been sitting at that window? The lights are getting dim. It’s time to eat again. It’s time to sleep again. Then it is time to stare out the window again. It never changes. I don’t want it to. I have placed the window between myself and that world. It will someday show me how to end this loneliness and indifference. I wait here for that day. Before I sleep, I wonder if my brother knows his watch is missing. I gave him that watch when I left, but he is a wealthy business man; he can buy himself a new one if he wants. This is my last though before I drift off to sleep.
I wake up to a drizzly day. I eat a quick breakfast. Then I walk to the window groggily and start my long day of staring out. The kids rush to the bus in their colorful rain gear. The businessmen are rushing to their jobs in their drab rain gear, and the boy is still taking trinkets. He has no rain gear. I fear he might catch a cold.
I watch him reach for a pocket. He stops suddenly and stares at this window. Will he leave if he knows I watch him? I wonder. He winks and takes a watch off a man’s wrist. I wonder if he really winked at me. Maybe he just had rain in his eye. I also wonder how he got the watch off the man’s wrist without him noticing.
