What does it mean to look through your window, while you are not there? An observation of the quiet, an acknowledgement of your undeniable presence. Observing from a distance, a distance that stays between us. Do you ever look into my window while I am away? While I peer in, I’ll allow time and space to continue functioning as they please. Waiting for something, I don’t know yet. Observing, never intervening, I’ll see you again when I come back.