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| Someone to watch over me Toronto, ON September 2025 This photo originally shared on Instagram |
I believe it all started when I was a hospitalized kid. And since I had lots of time to kill, I’d often find my way down to the lobby where I’d just watch strangers come and go. I paid attention to what they wore, how they walked - or didn’t walk - as well as the looks on their faces and the sounds in their voices. Some seemed happy, but most did not.
I was still too young to appreciate that hospitals aren’t always happy places. Or maybe I suspected as much, but I refused to believe that life and death played out there.
I learned that everyone had a story, and while sometimes I could figure that story out by observing, not everyone was so easily read. Trippy stuff for a kid with messed up legs.
So fast forward to a busy downtown Toronto intersection on a warm September afternoon, and there I was staring at strangers again. Except the hospital was a thankfully distant memory, and everyone now walked around with screens in their hands.
This guy looked pretty pleased with life, doubtless because whatever was on that screen must have appealed to him. And the drivers of the cars waiting at the red light were graciously looking out for him.
Humanity works better, apparently, when we look out for each other. Anywhere, anytime, no matter how old or young we might be.
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I carefully read the text accompanying the photograph of that man crossing the street with his mobile phone in his hand. I imagine those moments when, sitting in the lobby of that hospital, your legs aching, you spent your time observing the people coming and going from that place, which must have become a familiar place for you to live for a while.
There you developed your ability to glimpse, imagine, and observe the multitude of details and facts that are part of all of us and that always travel with us wherever we go because they are part of ourselves.
Perhaps that's why that photo is nothing more and nothing less than a study of that sharp and observant gaze you've possessed since childhood. It may seem like a simple photo, but it isn't, because it embodies all the power of observation that resides within you.
It's a pleasure to share with you and to enjoy that unique perspective of yours.
Hugs
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