I was driving to Mary's house today. She and Danny are moving into a smaller home. Anyway, I passed a gaggle of Amish children, presumably heading towards school. They were walking at the side of the road, the girls all together in their long wool capes and bonnets, the little boys in their dark jackets and broad brimmed hats. They looked at me and I waved.
You know, they live in the same county that I do. They see the same flowers that I do, and the same trees and the same view. They just see it through different eyes. And I started thinking about that, how everybody views the world through their own eyes. We all live in the same world, but we all see it differently.
I don't know what it means. I was just thinking about it.