I am an observant person.
I am constantly staring and looking.
Feeling, knowing, understanding, learning.
I dwelve into deeper meanings.
I crave to feel more.
I crave to know more.
I crave to understand more.
I crave to learn more.
I observe people's voices.
I observe people's movements.
I observe people's actions.
I stare wide eyed like a cat at a bird.
I stare wide eyed like a baby at the world.
I stare wide eyed like a deer in headlights.
I am an observer.
People have noticed that I am an observer.
Well, I have noticed that they noticed.
I love to watch people.
I love to pick apart people's lives.
I love to pick apart people's words.
I love to pick apart things and find answers.
Why this?
Why that?
Who? What? When? Where? Why? How?
I am a questionable creature.
I watch people in public walk by, I'm sure they didn't give me a second thought.
But, I gave them a second thought.
A third thought.
A fourth thought.
A fifth thought.
To stop thinking is to die.
To stop inquiring is to stop existing.
To stop wondering is to stop being.
Sometimes I am present in the moment.
Sometimes I am thinking about things beyond my current life.
Sometimes I am thinking about memories gone by, years lost by time.
You will find me looking out of the window at what passes by; the cars, the people, the buildings.
You will find me on the floor looking at the cracks and what things people have left behind.
You will find me looking at the stars, the sun, the moon in awe.
I observe.
