ISO 400 | 50mm | f 8.0 | 1/1600 sec

Are you the type of person who lets their curiosity get the best them?  Do you have trouble keeping your eyes, hands, or feet out of places where they don’t belong?  In your mind, does a “Keep Out” sign automatically translate to “Feel free to poke, prod, creep, sneak, and dig around as much as you want”?  If any of these statements describes you, then you best keep your shoes off my turf, unless you want the scare of your life.

For as long as I can remember I’ve been a good 27 feet taller than everyone else.  Being bigger definitely had its advantages.  People were always asking me to rescue their cats from the tops of trees, and I was always the team favorite when it came to playing football.  But being different had its ugly side as well.  Kids at school teased me.  Nobody ever invited me over for dinner.  Many people were afraid of me and would run away screaming whenever I came near.

Eventually I determined that it was best for everyone that I make myself scarce.  So I took up residency in an abandoned warehouse and now spend most of my time day-dreaming and watching people go about their normal lives through the peep-hole in the front door.  It’s not a bad life, I still get out every once-in-a-while after the sun is down to go for a short jaunt across the countryside.  And some of my greatest thrills come from the astonished and utterly terrified looks on the faces of no-good trespassers and snoops who make the mistake of prowling around.

It’s not easy being different.  Life definitely has its lonely moments.  But time marches on and here I remain, awaiting the day when others will recognize my true potential.  Awaiting the day when people won’t flee in terror whenever I walk down the street.  Awaiting the day when my gifts and abilities can be put to good and meaningful use.  I hope I don’t have to wait forever…