The world doesn’t revolve around me. I know this. At the same time, I can’t see from any other eyes than my own. I can imagine. I can try to understand, but I can only see from one pair of eyes; mine. My vision may be clouded because of where I stand, but I can still only see from my eyes. I can listen to your story. I can listen to you tell me what you see, but I can never see what you see – not the way you do. I can only see from my eyes. I can only see from where I stand. Me saying this is not me being stubborn. Me saying this is me telling the truth. I can never see from your eyes. I can only see from mine.