...Until You See the Whites of Their Eyes.

My cyber space has been almost empty for the past thirty six hours. That was when I had an e-mail which I don’t fully understand and to which I haven’t replied. My instinct, though, tells me to interpret it as a wake up call. I’m becoming ever more convinced that the extent to which we can establish a meaningful connection with another person is severely limited until we see their eyes. The eyes are the gateway to the inner person, and until we get through it, the inner person remains too much of a mystery to trust any perceived connection.

This is one of those generalisations that allow the possible odd exception, since instinct can sometimes find a hidden entrance. So how do you know?