looking in through the glass

well written, Erica. we ARE just viewers of these lives, and i have had the feeling you speak of w/o being quite able to put it in words (specimens in tide pools). i've wondered what the little one and two page stories about new characters are for, and they are what you say in a way, just another exhibit in the west wing or the south hall of the aquarium. and i even see them as such! they are beautiful, tragic, and mysterious. perhaps my position as only a viewer is what allows me to laugh so joyfully at their seemingly messed up lives.

why is it so much harder to laugh at myself....?!