Window Shopping

I saw something in the storefront window once upon a time. I know for sure that my account has enough in it to cover the cost, even though I have no clue what the final bill is going to be. I am willing to work for it; I am willing and ready to spend the time. I have seen so very much by looking through this window, through this barrier. I know what it is and I am sure about my intentions. But what's next? When will I not have to peek through this window just to catch a glimpse? I do know that I did not bargain for being separated by this glass when I set out to purchase this treasure oh, so long ago.

It is funny what people think that picture is about; it's nothing profound, just a window shopper... He knows what he wants, and once he has found it he stands there and gazes at his treasure behind the glass waiting for his opportunity.

As they always have done, the passerby's make comments to him about what they think he should do. Most are encouraging and supportive but some say, "it's too fragile." Or they say "it's the wrong color" or that "it has flaws." Some even say that you don't need it and that all it would do is slow you down. There are also those who saw that the store was locked up and said that I should smash my way in, breaking down the glass and just taking it with out looking back.

I look at them and then I look back through the glass. Is it the truth? Well, maybe... maybe not?

One thing is for sure, I will never know unless the store opens up for business. It will open soon enough, but it's not like the hours are posted on the door or anything as simple as that.

I guess that would be too easy, knowing when the right time was to come back. Sure I could come back then, return to the store at some other time.

If I left now, hoping to return at some future time, there is no assurance that my treasure would be there. Someone might take it off the shelf, or move it to some far off remote corner of the store, or put it somewhere else only to be lost forever. Maybe someone already has it reserved and the owner won't give it to me. I could only imagine the heartbreak.

I found her once and my eye has been on her ever since, why would I walk away now. It seems silly to throw away my joy and delight just because the store isn't open for business yet. I've waited this long what's a little bit longer.

I'm content here, ...for now, but these feelings will come up again.

When? I don't know. I'm not convinced that this is what I am worried about.

Am I worried? Not right now, I can see my treasure, and I know that she is there, and I am here. I just wish that this barrier didn't separate us.