Here’s a small telescope with no instructions and no advertisements. It just simply sits here inviting and asking one single question; namely, "what are you looking for?" I am not immune to curiosity, so I take the bait and hope that I could find what I am looking for although I have no idea what that thing is. I insert three quarters and then ask "did I do it right?" I realize that the timer has begun and I have sixty seconds to find what I am looking for, but I don’t know which direction in which to aim the telescope. I now have forty five seconds, so I just look through the hole and hope that I will immediately see that thing that I seek. There is nothing. I shake the telescope and wipe the lens because I don't know what else to do, and then I take another look. There is still nothing. I now have fifteen seconds left and I didn’t get to see anything. I give up! The telescope is specifically designed to help you see what you are looking for; however, this telescope has failed me. The look of disappointment sets in like fatigue, and tiredly I look over at Christina and she says "Awe. Sorry love!"
The empathetic look of hope on her face is energizing, and I know that my insignificant loss of seventy five cents saddens her. The telescope did work, and just because I couldn't see anything through the lens does not mean it was not working. I realize that she is what I was looking for, and without that telescope I would have never found what I was looking for. I took this picture at the Griffith Park Observatory in Los Angeles, CA, with my Canon EOS Rebel T3.
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