The most frightening part of life is that we, as humans, can always turn a blind eye to the Beauty and Truth in life.

She walks the sidewalks with her eyes closed. Traffic jets by, her hair whips her face, horns honk. Trash tumbles by, catches in the iron bars of the gutter, and she stops to open her eyes. She stares blankly at the garbage. It falls into the drain.

When she was born, all of the nurses began to tremble, the doctor took off his glasses, and her mother passed away. The girl's eyes were open, her mouth was like a distant horizon at dawn, and she was just as silent. She stared ahead. The doctor shook as he tried to resuscitate the mother.

She closes her eyes again, as she is custom to do. Continuing on her daily walk, she passes an old man, blind and trapped in his own decaying body. He calls out to her for help, for some food, for company. Her feet continuing moving ahead as the grey man suddenly has a heart attack.

Stepping off of the curb, brakes squeal and metal collides. People scream and curse, but the girl simply wraps her scarf about her ears and strides on. Sirens obey Doppler's rule. Police gather to cover bodies with plastic.

Arriving at her apartment, she drops her coat in the closet and sits on her frayed couch. She kicks her shoes off and unwinds her grey scarf. It is dreary in her place. None of the windows are open. Thumbing the remote, she comes to the news. Fatal crash caused by jay-walker. Click. Famine in Uganda made worse by civil war. Click. Suicide rates rising in America. Click. Abortion clinic to have grand opening. Click. Global warming threatens to—Click. Click. Click.