my eyes
and how I see the world
When I meet people, I look at them and get an overall description in my head of what they look like. Are they tall? Are they short? Any tatoos? What color are the eyes? Once I get to know them, I seem to forget these facts.
I was in line to get food with a good friend of mine, and he was standing right behind me. He leaned over and told me some such thing and I turned my head; it was at that very moment that I realized how tall he is. I’ve always known that he’s tall, but somehow that fact had fallen right out of my head.
I had a friend in college who was a lot shorter than I was but somehow I never saw it. I saw her for who she was and what a great person she was (and still is). It’s just funny to me that I would only notice that she’s short if she stood right next to me.
What does that say about me? I hope that says that I look beyond the outside and when I look at people, I see the inner beauty. Yes, that sounds nice! 
