Footsteps down the hall. They were
not there yesterday. A door is opened that should be closed. There is a distant
voice in the air that is vaguely familiar.
There is a stranger in the house.
Someone you do not know has
invaded your private space. Your most intimate items are accessible to a
stranger.
There is some anxiety, which is
natural and a bit of fear. Your natural environment is out of place. The normal
routine of the day is disrupted. Things are out of control.
In case of a person who you have
hired to perform a task and invited into your space there is a deadline before
they will be gone and the boring daily routine can start its grind again. If it
is a guest there is still an apprehension of what they will notice or suggest
or change about how you live your life.
Then is the one you bring into
your life with free will to adjust your previous life into a different world?
Relationships are like that, but
he or she is still a stranger in the house.
No comments:
Post a Comment