It's really amazing just how powerful one glance can be; how profoundly it can change your whole mood and outlook, and subsequently your entire day. It was one of those things today where, once I started thinking about it I started to notice it more and more:
There are those glances, or, more specifically, one glance from one person that you wish you could experience in slow motion... and then rewind and watch over and over again like a scene from a movie, background music and all. Then there's the glance from the random chick walking past you as your headphones get caught on the door-handle, and the stupidity and embarrassment you'd feel if no one saw you is ten times greater because the look she gave you made you feel like that awkward 13-year old again; the glance from a certain person you wish you didn't notice, and, to some degree, ignore; the glance from the guy you always run into and think you must know from somewhere but just can't put your finger on; the surprisingly nice glance you exchange with a stranger in passing on the street.
I'm still thinking about that first glance and filing it away in the "slow motion glance" box inside my head.
My parents are thinking of building a house (again!) and the saddest thing about it all is that, according to them, you're no longer allowed to have open fires or wood-burners in new homes. I'm all for decreasing greenhouse gas emissions and protecting our environment (ever since I read Silent Spring in 8th grade) but heaters, heat pumps and pseudo gas "open fires" just aren't the same.
Kirsty and I are planning on going to the UK for a few weeks at the end of the year to see the sights and visit friends, with maybe a stopover in New York to see our cousin and his wife. It's exciting, but at the same time daunting thinking of how much it's gonna cost. A part of me is reluctant (the idea of my savings being depleted so quickly), but the other part of me is thinking if I'm gonna do this why not dive head-first and do the North America trip I've been wanting to do since I left Seattle five years ago? I've got some time to think about it, I guess.
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