Windows

[chenanceou]

Sitting by windows and watching people. I have done this before, in many different places. Sometimes I go back, like NY, and it's a good feeling to say hello to the shaggy dog that lives in the apartment across the street (two windows to the left). It always sits on a big brown couch while its owner types away at the computer. A building down, there's a woman who leaves the telly on when she leaves for work. I'm guessing she has a small dog or cat and doesn't want it to feel lonely. It's all very Rear Window, minus Jimmy and Grace (or murderous salesman for that matter).
I find myself by a lot of windows - what with my nasty ciggie habit and the way I hate how an apartment smells if you have one too many fags in it. I'm one of those smokers who doesn't like the way it smells, tastes or stains my fingers and teeth. What can I say? I'm what those health class videos warn children about. I cough in the morning and curse the day I picked up my first Marlboro.
That was in Italy, too long ago for my lungs. I started window sitting then. Except it was the roof. An old fashioned one at that on the Via de' Pepi. It was on the street of the city's temple and I used to see people going on to worship. I also saw one of those things one only sees in movies: a fight between lovers where he was downstairs begging for forgiveness; she was upstairs, throwing all his belongings out of the window. From what I could hear - he deserved it.
I like watching people - no malice or peeping tom to it. I just find them interesting.
I have to say, even when the world sucks, people never cease to amaze me. In a good way.
Chen sitting by the light

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Re: NY
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