Sometimes we look at life from behind a plate of glass. Standing back as an observer, my life had been a series of voyeuristic acts. I watch the happiness, sadness, madness all play out in front of me.

I want to say that I am an actor or a participant but I am not.

The advantage of looking in instead of being a part of is that I can assess, decide, learn and most times avoid.

It is ok to watch, to be the voyeur of this short life because I am sure being a participant is terribly exhausting.