doors down from my apartment
sat on his floor and stared out the window.
Timothy had a problem. He had an idea that the view
from his window was only a reflection of his apartment.
So one day Timothy decided to see if indeed there
was nothing out there. And there was.
And as I leaned into the darkness. I closed my window
and blinds. I watched the news. And talked on the phone.
And in the morning I went to work, had my coffee
and breakfast. And on the day I graduated from College
I met a girl named Sarah and Sarah had some friends
that liked my friends. And its as simple as that. Or is it.
I have never had conversations with windows.
But I have also never met Sarah. For Sarah’s sake.
I am a perfectly likeable guy but sometimes I talk to the door.
People go out windows.
Nobody comes in through the window.
September 