Peering into windows
I was originally going to continue on with my journey but noticed something that got me thinking. How many people look into the car windows of strangers cars as they pass by? I have to admit that I do this quite regularly, but only recently started questioning why I was doing it. When I was a teenager/ young adult I know that I was looking to see if there was some attractive being sitting in the car next to me. I no longer have that reason, I know. So why am I looking?
I realized only recently that I wasn’t even looking at the people inside, but rather the items that create their space. Are the people on the phone? Wearing sunglasses? Do they have car seats in the back? Is the car messy or clean? Are there flowers laid across the seat? Who could they be for?
Everyone has their own version of what “normal” is, or at least what it should be. Can you imagine being plugged into someone elses life? As I look into other people’s cars while driving down the road I wonder what their life must be like. Is this strange?
I can’t imagine putting on makeup while driving, but I know that many people do it. What is so incredibly hectic that they can’t manage to get it done before driving away? What about the car whose backseat is filled with balloons. Are they about to surprise someone? Were they just surprised? Then I realize that the person must be a big part of someones life to be either receiving or giving them. Good for them.
On a more serious note, I notice things others may not. I notice the disgruntled teenager in the back seat who doesn’t seem to be apart of the life inside the car. Is she just being a typical teen or is there something more to this story. What about the 2 year old whose arm is in a cast? Does he have some medical condition that causes brittle bones? Is he accident prone? Or is it something more sinister there. Then, of course, there is always a parent that is seems oblivious to their child’s emotions. Is that child truly unhappy? I wonder what happened in that family’s morning?
All of these are questions that I do not have the answers to. Maybe its the endless possibilities of the unknown that make it so intriguing. Maybe I look to see what is “normal” to others.
Does anyone else do this? What are you looking for? Do you notice things other than what I mentioned?
I wonder what people see when they peer into my car windows…………..