From High Atop Your Perch, Everything Seems Small

Bee The Designer
Aug 16, 2017 · 1 min read

How fortunate are those able to move through so many spaces with such ease.

How fortunate one must be to, without a second thought, silence the cries and the pleas and the anger from those stranded on the other side.

How fortunate they must feel, to be able to shut out the blinding light of the world outside of theirs, with no more effort than it takes to draw close their velvet curtains.

To mute. To block. To ignore.

To write off the frustrations of others as negativity. To cast the struggles of others as beneath them and irrelevant. To be at peace with themselves by paying no mind to the pain of others.

To comfortably distance themselves from all discomfort and disarray with nothing more than a deep breath and a smile.

How fortunate, to be able to stand proud and confident, high atop your perch and proclaim to all those below that everything is fine.

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