a man through the window, really see things clearly today; based on a true experience

I ought to begin a blog, I cannot see why not.

Things aren't too bad, I can't really complain.

Today I sat and watched a blind man out the window for quite some time.

I was procrastinating.

I watched this man walk about, he was using a cane to feel where he was going.

This man looked to be about 30 years older than me, he looked to be about 55, but I am not sure. He was slim, his body-small.

His face was worn, he looked as if he hadn't had things very easy.

I found this man very interesting. It really put things into perspective.

I hadn't thought about how fortunate I was. I am bothered by some petty things some times, and for what, for nothing.

This man was really living.

This man really made me think.

I often take things for granted.

I shouldn't.

The things that sometimes seem to be a bother to me are in comparison to the nature of the true struggles of others totally irrelevant.

My problems are so small.

I am so tiny.

This man is a giant.

He's overcoming mountains.

I feel so weak.

I feel so small.

I see a man who appears to my eyes, small, but once I open my eyes, I see this man, so very tall.

This man is not small.

This man is so strong.

I should exercise some strength for a change.

Tomorrows already here.

It really crept up on me, I will try to make something of it.

I will try not to be so weak.

I am so weak.

I have been so blind.

I need to open my eyes.

I need to begin to see clearly.

I need open my eyes to all that is around me, such a sin it is to be so blind with working sight.

I will try my best, then I will try some more, I won't give up, I will succeed.

 

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