Perspective- noun- a particular attitude towards or way of regarding something. A point of view.
Perspective- noun, adj, verb- the never ending search for something to show you that the way you are looking at life is completely wrong in hopes for a better frame of mind.
The city gets loud. If it's not traffic, it's sirens. If it's not sirens, it's too-close-in-quarters neighbors. If it's not neighbors, it's distant professors sending yet another email to remind you of the third assignment you've been given this week.
Perspective is driving 30 minutes away from the interstate looking for something or somewhere that will spark the revelation inside that changes everything. The feeling you've been looking for for oh so long that you don't even remember if it has a name anymore.
Finding a park you've never heard of and chasing the sunset in hopes that you'll be able to have enough daylight to finally sit down and be alone with your thoughts in a place not crowded with noise, news feed, or needs.
Perspective is trying to put a pin on why everything feels like it's flying past you at 100 miles per hour every day with no signs of stopping.
Life is messy, and perspective tries to tell us that we don't have it so bad. We have our health, we have stability, we have support, but why does that make us all feel worse for sulking in our own lack of personal accountability for some gratitude?
Perspective is peering over bridges and cliff edges trying to measure the significance of your own personal problems compared to the real weight of the rest of the world. Only to realize that in such a comparison the rest of the world feels the same way you do every day as the Earth continues to circumnavigate the sun in a galaxy so vast that will one day refuse to bat an eye when we leave this place.
It's looking in old barns and new cemeteries wondering if a form of solitude will give voice to the reason as to why I'm so far out here in the first place. Sitting in silence and wondering if maybe the answers are in the trees instead of stop lights and parking garages.
Hoping for perspective is like hoping the train on the tracks outside your bedroom window at night will come crashing through your walls to give you the wake up call you've been so desperately hoping for.
It all has meaning.
It all has purpose.
Or so I'm told.
Because finally getting the perspective that you don't have it so bad, that you are feeling this way because of a lack of control is just as bad as that train hitting you head on while the rest of life blindsides you on your way out.
There's nothing to perspective if you can't accept it. Your refusal to let it sink in as the roots of your reality is the same as being handed a million dollar check and ripping it up in the front of the face of the person who so graciously gave it to you in the first place.
It's watching a bat swoop blindly over cold water, hoping that just one bug will appear for a mission accomplished and wondering if you're any different.
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