We shuffle and slink down life's long corridors, seeking things that we may never find. I look back more than I look forward sometimes, and I get lost almost everyday. I breathe the warm air of freedom and rejoice. I smell the stench of yesterday and recoil. Behold, the sweet complications of life in all it's glory! I study it from afar. I am taken by it's intricate nature. The rolling hills and valleys of discontent and disillusion. The raging storms of chaos, and the placid waters of righteousness. Conflict sparks frustration, and peace seems always out of reach. I am an observer of this life; most the time feeling like I'm not a participant. Perhaps I'm not alone in these feelings. But, for now, I will look at this life from behind the safety of my fears.