Looking Out

The window of bedroom, 2nd story, in an ivy-covered brick church that has long since functioned in a less holy sector.

How many men have stood and contemplated their lives out this window?  Their joyous successes, their pitiful failures and the hard times that invariably come between the fast paced happy moments.  How many men have changed their minds inside those cold brick walls, or had them changed against their desires and wishes?