I have stood here in this exact spot before and looked out this same window. It was at a different point in my life, but the view looks the same. The scenery is the same…. the grass, the trees, the deck…. there is a shed now and some useless poles are gone but otherwise…yep, the same view. I wonder now what I thought about before when I looked out this window. Did I think that my life was good? That I was lucky to be where I was? Was I content in the direction that my life was going? Did I want more? I wish I could remember….
Sometimes I wonder if I ever have been or ever will be happy. If I get what I think I want, what then? Will I be happy then? When I looked out this window before, was I wondering the same thing? It just seems a little strange that I would be here, in this same place looking out the same window at the same view when I am at such a different place in my life…. or am I? Did I need to come full circle in order to move on? Maybe I have not changed, maybe my life has not changed…… maybe someone has moved the trees……….
