weekend wonderland

I am currently stationed at the 40th floor of our office. Every morning after preparing my early morning drink, I almost always would look out the window and enjoy the view of the metropolis. Nice view from up here, I tell you. The rising sun casting a soft shadow on the surrounding buildings, melting the morning mist before the early morning smog congests the metropolis air. From up here you can see the snaking traffic queues that seem to fill the streets by the minute, like a trickle of water building up as they approach a more major tributary. From up here you can all sides of the story, all is being taken into consideration.

I wish I could see the view from up here everytime I encounter an argument. I wish I could see the path each argument takes and where it ends, where it builds up and where its flow wanes. I wish I could clear the mists of ambiguity and avoid the smogs of misunderstanding. All could be more clear, if you take a view from up here.