watching houses.

we went on many road trips growing up. as we drove through city or countryside, i would always watch the different houses we passed (as much as you can watch driving 60 mph by a house). i usually didn't notice what each house looked like - i was looking for signs of life in or around the house....kids playing in the yard, the soft glow of a lamp in the front window, people watching television, etcetera. what kind of family life do they have? do their parents treat them well? are the kids slobs? i wonder if they have traditions? these are the kind of questions i would ask. i always hoped for the best.

i drive by many houses each day now...except i am the driver. and i usually notice what the houses look like....the color, style, yard.

i want to be a watcher again.