Short-sighted

The early mornings are darker now.

Yesterday, as I ran a less familiar route, I saw ahead of me, as I turned a corner, a black cat sat bolt upright on its haunches with its head turned towards me – such clarity and amazing detail!.

As I drew nearer, the shape I had seen, altered dramatically, and below me on the grass, where the cat had been, I saw only the edge of a street sign attached to a low square post.

How short-sighted of me that I should see a cat when there was no such thing in my view.

A short while later, I saw a woman stood by the edge of the pavement, holding a clutch bag to her waist, as if she was waiting for me to run past her.

As I drew nearer, the shape I had seen altered dramatically, and where the woman had been, I saw only the back of a car behind a white van with a distinctive rear light casement.

How short-sighted of me that I should see a woman clutching a bag, when there was no such thing in my view.

Good, that I was not driving a car at these moments, I mused!.

How often have I experienced things in my life where the reality is different to that which i have  imagined, the judgement so different to the intention?

How short-sighted it would be, if I did not first put on my glasses to get a clearer view, or allow time to get a little nearer before proclaiming my truth!

My next blog will be: Pace not Race

William Defoe

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