I was on the second floor of Center Hall yesterday, and I saw a poem written on the ground in chalk.  People just kept stepping over it and smudging the words.  I couldn’t really read it, but I just noticed that when you’re on the ground, you don’t notice everything that’s right in front of you or around you.  You just notice the obvious–which is “I’m late and I gotta get to class” or “Gotta get around this person…Hurry!!!”  But when you’re above the world, observing instead of partaking, you see the unnoticeable.


Maybe that’s why we’re always worried.  And when things don’t go the way we want them to, we panic.  We can’t see the whole picture.  We can’t predict our future.  We just live in the present and struggle to survive.

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  1. Anonymous says:

    my art class is on the 5th floor.  While Jean and i were waiting for our teacher,we stuck heads out from the veranda.  the view down was rather nice.

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