Tell us about the experience of being outside, looking in — however you’d like to interpret that.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us OUTSIDE.
bring me to my knees, again
All this time that I could beg you please, in vain
All the times that I felt insecure, for you
And I leave my burdens at the door
But I’m on the outside, I’m looking in
I can see through you, see your true colors
‘Cause inside you’re ugly, you’re ugly like me
I can see through you, see to the real you”
~ Aaron Lewis/Staind, “Outside”
Sometimes in life, you find yourself on the outside of situations which you so desperately wish you could be on the “inside” in…be in the know, be in the center of the action, or be “the party” if you will.
I took the above picture at the Garfield Park Conservatory here in Chicago. It was taken on one of the coldest days in Chicago history. I love the GPC because it’s always tropical inside, and it smells fresh…I imagine that since trees create oxygen, that has to be a thoroughly clean air environment. It’s so unbelievably pleasant.
The young lady in the picture is a friend of mine. She’s an amazing woman, both mentally and physically. When I saw the subject of this prompt, this picture came into mind. This picture perfectly captures how I feel in relation to this young lady…like an outsider, observing something beautiful and momentous as it moves about around me.
As breathtaking as her exterior is, she has an even more intriguing and captivating mind. I often feel so much of who she is is guarded from the naked eye. I feel that as we communicate more, I’m constantly learning new and interesting things about her. But I’ve never felt like I’ve gotten to the core of who she quite is. I suppose that is something that will come with more time.
Which I suppose makes me smile…because she is someone that I genuinely enjoy spending time with. I think it’s very safe to say that I have a crush on this young lady. Her smile, her eyes, her lips, her laugh, the looks she gives me when I offer her moments of myself, uncensored, and unfiltered…
…this picture and this young woman, at this juncture, is to me, the epitome of being on the outside. I wish I were on the inside, but I suspect that I never will be. That’s life sometimes. Some of us will always be outsiders. I’m ok with that though. I’ve been an outsider a majority of my life, and I’ve learned to embrace that role with a smile.
But sometimes, we wish for something different…
…and in this particular situation, I would love to be on the inside.