Notebook Scribblings: Train Window

I’m currently going back through my notebooks to update my reading list. I have notebooks dating back to when I was twelve, so this is quite an undertaking.

Notebook Scribblings‘ is a series of posts detailing what I find.

When I looked out of the train window this morning, I was struck by how real everything apepared. The colours were sharp, everything was in focus. The houses, the streets, the trees; they all looked real. 

And then I thought, But why wouldn’t they be? Had I been expecting to see them through a cloudy veneer, removed from reality? 

And then it struck me that perhaps it was not me looking at them at all, but someone whose eyes usually only saw the world from behind the gauzy muslin of the person I usually am. 

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