That thought gave me some perspective,
and as I wandered around the halls,
I thought about how little I knew
about the people I once judged.
Perspective went out the window
when I saw Lindsey.
She stood at the top of the stairs,
and I was at the bottom.
For once I was not looking
down at my shoes.
I was looking up.
Maybe that intimidated her
because she started to walk away
but I called her name.
I smiled at her,
but maybe she thought it was a sneer.
The fear in her eyes bothered me.