small contentments and silly joys
That day I saw the face. I was just stalking along the pavement as I felt eyes on me. I swiftly scanned Madison avenues crowd when I came across a face. It was looking at me with sad eyes. As if it knew all of my secrets, as if it pitied me. It looked at me for a split second and looked away just as I did. When it looked at me it was as if it understood all of my problems. I felt a little contentment for the rest of the day. That face made me realize that maybe I was just another one of the faces that people saw as normal. That face made me change the whole perspective I see things by. It made my problems petty as if it was too little. I guess my problems are a bit small compared to some but not to others. I see evidence of bigger problems like global warming and famine and yet I sit doing nothing. Its selfish I know but sometimes there is only so much you can do. Its funny how people who are complete strangers sometimes seem to know you more than people you've known forever. I'll probably never see that face again but at least I saw it at all; if only for a split second of eternity.
