When I lived in São Paulo and felt a bit lonely, I used to take some minutes to stand at the window and observe other buildings, from the closest to the far away ones.
I looked at their windows and imagined people that were on the other side. They were mostly happy doing whatever they had to do. If it was weekend and the light was on, they were gathering the family and/or friends and having a dinner or a party. People were sincerely and deeply laughing. If the lights were off, they might have gone to the cinema, or maybe I could see, look, over there! the dancing reflection of movies' lights.
Sometimes I didn't have to imagine, I could listen those buildings' voices! I could see their faces!
When they weren't happy, they were showing their emotions, trying to deal with the situation and getting the best of it. Anger! Tears! Blow!
All of this made me feel much better inside! I turned back to my table to work on all the new projects I had in mind or in the old ones that needed to be developped. Or sometimes I'd be back to my beer, my wine and movies! Lots of movies!
When I look at the window in Japan, I can't see anything. I see empty souls.
Lights on, lights off!
I don't stand at the window anymore if it's not to admire the snow or the sakura...
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