Passing By

That place over there. You know the one everyone sees and no one notices, yeah, I know that place too. It's kind of a hole in the wall with a door the same color as everything else and just the same as every other door. We leave it unnoticed clearing our minds of the useless clutter of our day-to-day existence. Seeing, but not looking. Sub-consciously falling deeper into the void made up of the noise and the distraction that steal us from ourselves. Never being alone, but never being with someone either. We ignore that place. We set it aside, discarding it like trash until we need it.

It is the place on the treasure map we second guess because, "That can't possibly be where I'm looking for." Intergrated so subtly between the ceiling and the floor the reality of what that place is seems unreasonable. And since your brain can't possibly understand how this is the "X" on the map, the map must be lying. This place holds the secrets of time, we find it when we're questioning not the possible existense of such a place, but question what is inside.

The best kept secrets are the ones we see, the ones we assume we know everything about. Those are the places we pass by everyday not noticing because we stop questioning what we see. Not finding mystery in places and the wonder in the unknown. We lose the curiosity we once had. Maybe it is a pain of growing up, maybe we've been taught to only care about the important things and to let everything else pass by without second thought. This is the world we live in; where we can pass by a place everyday and not even notice it exists.

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