Glass generates deception. It's a fact.
A goldfish can swim in what it no doubt believes to be an extensive world because, hey, in a round glass bowl the water goes on forever.
Windows in our houses offer a similar deception.
I'm looking through my window at a warm, inviting morning. Outside the sky is clear blue, sea gulls are calling to each other, and the sun is beaming waves of heat into my room. I can hardly wait to get outside and enjoy the day.
Opening the front door is like jumping from a hot tub to an ice bath. The deception is broken. Frigid wind steals my breath as tears turn to ice crystals in the corners of my eyes.
If only I could go about my errands while locked in a sun warmed phone booth.
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