DVS
A ghost from your dreams
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- Apr 17, 2002
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You know, it never fails...people will always amaze me. How they choose to do or not do something, say or not say something, etc. Life can be decided by a simple phrase, spoken or unspoken, that seems to be a "tell all" and a choice is made.
I am also amazed how quickly someone will make such a decision...sometimes life or death, on one of these phrases, or maybe on a hunch...or a whim. Maybe it's only a feeling that builds inside, or one that doesn't.
Every day, people pass us in the street, and we sometimes don't even notice, eyes turning away at just the last second. What was going through their mind, at that moment in time? Why did they choose to look away? Was it fear? Or maybe they were too shy to share just a glance, with a stranger. A smile would give away far too much.
Or it might be a simple moment of silence that's shared...smiles exchanged, then they turn and watch the numbers on the elevator, waiting for that one to light up. Not soon enough, the doors open and life continues.
The same happens here, but in a different way. Eyes never meet. Chemistry is never tested. Two people share little more than a light conversation, and then it ends. Maybe both know why it ends, and maybe only one knows.
For whatever reason, little more is shared than what they might when meeting on a city street. Actually, it's even less, because a smile is so telling...or just that moment when their eyes meet. Pleasant conversation, then as if the elevator doors opened, life continues.
I am also amazed how quickly someone will make such a decision...sometimes life or death, on one of these phrases, or maybe on a hunch...or a whim. Maybe it's only a feeling that builds inside, or one that doesn't.
Every day, people pass us in the street, and we sometimes don't even notice, eyes turning away at just the last second. What was going through their mind, at that moment in time? Why did they choose to look away? Was it fear? Or maybe they were too shy to share just a glance, with a stranger. A smile would give away far too much.
Or it might be a simple moment of silence that's shared...smiles exchanged, then they turn and watch the numbers on the elevator, waiting for that one to light up. Not soon enough, the doors open and life continues.
The same happens here, but in a different way. Eyes never meet. Chemistry is never tested. Two people share little more than a light conversation, and then it ends. Maybe both know why it ends, and maybe only one knows.
For whatever reason, little more is shared than what they might when meeting on a city street. Actually, it's even less, because a smile is so telling...or just that moment when their eyes meet. Pleasant conversation, then as if the elevator doors opened, life continues.