The One With The Open Window

When I see an open window I want to…

…jump and fly away like Superman

…look out and observe life as it happens

…imagine a beautiful girl pass by and glance at me

…listen to the sweet noise of kids playing patintero, tumbang preso or taguan—something I haven’t seen in a decade

…stare at the sky and imagine what it’s like to be a cloud, always changing shape and moving away

…open it even more and let the elements flow in

…shut it and feel all alone in my little space.

What would you do if you see an open window? Would you be sentimental and daydream like I do or be pragmatic and close it to avoid the draft?