Hide

I loved playing hide-and-seek when I was a child. We lived on a farm so there were plenty of places to hide.

Sometimes I would climb up into the hayloft. Or crawl under the front porch.

They both seemed like good places to hide, but I was always found.

Once, I hid in the chicken coop. I wouldn't recommend that as a spot--even though no one thought to look for me there!

i hide from phone calls-the power of caller ID. Sometimes I wish i didn't have Caller ID because then they stop over and ask why they can't get through.

you can hide. but you cannot escape. it's always the same game.

if you hide from your fate, it will get you. Time passes on, doesn't it?

if you hide from your past, you might live healthy for a while. but it will catch, cause you might have changed, but others did not.

if you hide in hide and seek, someone will find, 'cause when you were absent too long, they all will look for you.

if you try to hide from yourself, you will be found. You still share the same body, remember?

A hide is the skin of an animal. Usually cured by some tanning process, hides are used primarily as garments for the feet of people with enough money to buy them. Also for bags that ladies like to stick things in. And for baseballs I think.

Are people who hide from the world cowards, or perhaps just looking at the world in a different fashion? Society sets norms after all, of how the world should be, no? In that case, one who is »hiding«, are they simply straying from the norm? Looking at the world through a shifted view? Perhaps staring at the world through a thin veil most don't realize is there.