The Course of Things is Blind

“Once, my comfort zone was  a sanctuary where I navigated effortlessly, shielded from pain and tension. Through the window of this haven, I caught  glimpses of life’s vibrant tapestry unfolding beyond its boundaries. With an insatiable curiosity, my gaze became captivated. In moments of exhilaration, I eagerly flung the curtains wide open, refusing to miss a single spectacle. Yet, at times overwhelmed by the sheer intensity, I instinctively shielded  my eyes with slightly spread fingers.

However, in a moment of vulnerability, I inadvertently left the window open, allowing anguish and strain to infiltrate my sanctuary. Now, I struggle to discern whether I peer outward from within or gaze inward from without. The same frame that once delineated my perception of the world now distorts in tandem with the images it encompasses.”