Unfamiliar

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There’s this tree. It grows on someone’s corner lot not too far from my house.  Normally, it evokes no other response than, “it’s a tree.”  However, early in the morning, just as I peered at it, it seemed different.  Its bark glowed in the sunrise, making it seem like a tree in an illustration, but more three-dimensional than that.  I stopped to take a picture, despite the very real possibility that it would me late for the bus.

Okay, so that’s the Perfect Moment.

The thing is, it made me wonder a bit about how the way we see something changes, and how a very familiar thing can somehow seem entirely new and unfamiliar. The tree that we pass every single day can suddenly seem brand new.  The roads that we drive down every single day can suddenly seem wider or narrower.  The glass that we drink out of can somehow feel more delicate.

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About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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2 Responses to Unfamiliar

  1. “The glass that we drink out of can somehow feel more delicate.”
    Nice!

  2. floatinggold says:

    Ha! Thought-provoking.

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