sounds of silence
Jan. 22nd, 2006 10:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theladyroseI'm wondering more often now what's happened to all the people I knew in elementary school, from summer camp, old friends who have disappeared from my life and I from theirs. I hope they're happy, if nothing else. I've played around with the idea of an elementary class reunion, but I have no idea how I'd contact everyone.
Running at dusk is surprisingly magical. I've always liked to peer through my neighbors' lit windows to see what they're doing. The contrast with the dark gives you a clearer view. I must sound rather voyeuristic, but you see a different side of the people you only glimpse here and there. You learn more about people if you see them off guard.
I can't quite remember the purpose of this entry, sorry.
Running at dusk is surprisingly magical. I've always liked to peer through my neighbors' lit windows to see what they're doing. The contrast with the dark gives you a clearer view. I must sound rather voyeuristic, but you see a different side of the people you only glimpse here and there. You learn more about people if you see them off guard.
I can't quite remember the purpose of this entry, sorry.
