Wednesday Writing Bits

Looking out of the library window, suspended as it were, from the third story by the sheer engineering of steel, cement, and glass, I look out across my college campus. The grey parking lot, with the little multicolored flecks of reflective metal, the cement path that wiggles it’s way between buildings and trees leading to the 6 story parking structure, the freeway overpass severing the dry hillsides and circumferencing the campus—all this I see. When my eyes simply stare out at this scene, gazing at “nothing” and losing all distinct visual focus, the world seems to be crawling. To be alive. The bobbing heads and steady tread of the college students, the movement and shine of the cars in the lot below, and the flow of traffic in the distance all combine to give the sense that the world is respiring. It inhales, sighs, and twitches. It shrinks and expands. It sweats and craves moisture. It was as if I were inside the body watching it maintain it equilibrium and homeostasis.

Yet as simultaneous and unified as these events appear to be, each entity is separate in its immediate purpose.

I blink and the individual cars, people, hills, and freeway overpasses each come into focus…I am not inside the human body but suspended as it were from the third story by the sheer engineering of steel, cement, and glass. I am looking out across my college campus.

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All of these funny thoughts, and I haven't even taken physiology yet!