i have spent too much time gazing out my window. i must go outside.
i’ll walk through the field behind the house, the one i’m always looking at, all the way to the woods. a path in the woods leads to the river where a rowboat is tied up to a sycamore tree at water’s edge. the rowboat will have an oar in it, maybe two. i’ll paddle down the river to our town and past it all the way to the city. in the city i’ll go to the airport and fly to the other side of the world.
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Does writing excuse watching? 
From one extreme to another. I hope the person finds contentment somewhere in between…
I understand. I spend too much time looking out my window these days. And, watching out the window does lead to daydreaming which I imagine is what she’s doing. Nicely done!
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From one extreme to the other, and I know exactly how that feels! Nice one.
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Someone needs to breathe the fresh air of freedom. Just–don’t forget your mask. They won’t let you on the plane without it 🙂
i hear you