I was walking the neighborhood tonight on my way to vote, I just made it with a few minutes to spare.
Across the street from the school is a house that stands out, I would guess this place has been here much longer than many of the surrounding places.
The garage was built with cinder blocks, unlike anywhere else.
I see two side.
The place is aesthetically unpleasant.
The other side is someone built this with their two hands. Built it to protect investment of tools or a car. It is functional. It it sturdy. It serves a purpose.
It stuck me today.
I wonder how often I look at things or people.
Sometimes it isn’t easy seeing deep.