Wednesday, November 12, 2014

There is this condo construction in my neighborhood that I have been watching for a year. There's usually a security guard (maybe always), and the rental fence is always closed up at night. It looks like the building is now as tall as it will be, so I feel time is running out for the crane. All I really have to do to enjoy the view (with or without the crane-climb) is wander in late one afternoon in a reflective vest and hardhat, or brazenly open the fence some Sunday afternoon. But I haven't been able to nerve myself to do either. There's perhaps a good chance of getting caught, but I doubt that this would be a big deal. (Most security guards I encounter politely apologize for not being able to let me look around.) A recent evening, winds had knocked down some fencing, and several people were repairing it. I thought: the perfect time to climb over the fence on the opposite side of the building! But I didn't go; I talked myself out of it. I decided that I'm overvaluing the target because I see it every day. But perhaps I'm just not that much of a ninja.

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