Perspective

Perspective is a very interesting topic.  One's perspective is always changing and yet one's interpretation is always different from another.  This one word inspired this:

"The stars glimmered through the clouds, pale against the bright gleam of moonlight dancing upon the seawater.  The bay was calm, the water barely lapping against the shoreline.  The light bounced off of the snow banks, illuminating the night with a beautiful glow.  Yet, I couldn't do much more than acknowledge the beauty.  I didn't feel the least bit appreciative of the scene at the moment.  What good is beauty when you are virtually a prisoner in your own home? 

Unable to see anything else, what did it matter in the end?  Unable to become a part of the scene before me, what other purpose did it serve but to mock me?  Its very existence did nothing more but to remind me of what I did not have."