a thought. glances.

Today I was sitting in my contemporary poetry class. I looked up from the notes I was taking and met the eyes of the guy sitting across from me. The room is set up so that there is a big open space in the middle and you can see the people across from you. I'm finding no words to describe this. Sorry. Anyway, I met the eyes of this guy, and immediately he looked away. Part of me thought to myself, "yeah that's right. look away." But then I was thinking about it, and I wonder, what is wrong with glances? I certainly glance at people in my classes from time to time, trying to make connections or wondering how bored they are, or just looking out of my curiosity. I sit in his line of vision, he sits in mine. It means nothing, they're just glances. Just watching, making connections, familiarities. It's true what they say, that you're always watched. It has nothing to do with you, really. You just happen to be there. You're something to see. You're human. Don't you do it too? Just glances, not deep or long stares. Those aren't cool, but I'm just talking a look here and there, to see how you're doing, what you're doing, who you are. I have no way to end this, it's just something I was thinking about today. So thanks random boy, for sitting in my line of vision today!

~P