The here

My here is different to your here, you are there I am here, my here is cold I can hear the washing machine going the dog barking and the natterer talking (both of them)
My here is not your here, your here is different to my here.




Everyone is different we are all in different places we all leave seperate lives the only connection we have is the internet, when you are sitting in your computer chair at your desk at work or maybe your dining table at home you see with your own eyes your own environment, you don't know what other pages the other person is looking at or who they are talking too, you might be hot they might be cold, you are at work they are at home the kids pulling at thier elbow but you don't see that.
You see your own situation through your own eyes



Sometimes we forget that the other person sees things different to us they might only have a 15 inch screen thier colours aren't set right, they might even have English as thier second language or not be able to read very well
What we write may not be understood because it just isn't seen as we see it
Thier here isn't the same as our here