Daily I drive by a house not far from my own. This house is very nondescript, nothing very noticeable, the type of house that most would forget once they are past. I know little about the owners or residents, but I look every time I drive-by. Sometimes 5 or 6 times a day I will pass this house and rarely do I not turn my head towards the cement driveway and 2 car garage. You see at this house sits a man in a chair, I don’t know his story or why he sits in the chair. The chair is often a standard issue office chair, sometimes with arms but most often without. Usually gray and black, and Always on wheels and equipped with the ability to spin. The man has been struck with something that has made his reality much different then you or I. I wonder often if this was something he was born with, or some tragic accident created this new world. He sits and spins looking up at a 45 degree angle toward the sky. Sometimes he spins the seat, other times he spins the chairs with the wheels. I suppose most people find it easy to drive by without ever thinking of the driveway, the garage, the chair or the man. Yet I find it impossible to not look, I am not sure if I am trying to gain some sort of larger context to my own life or maybe into his. What I am certain of is that the man in the chair scares me, I fear my own son being that man someday, I fear that driveway being my driveway and that garage being my garage. That man scares me because I fear someday that man will be my son.
sb
themaxjourney 
I have no right to an opinion, i cannot feel what you feel because i have not walked in your shoes, but you will get my view anyway. Our reality is what WE feel, based on how WE grew up, able to walk, able to run able to hold our head up without a second thought….we took it for granted because that was our reality we knew nothing differant. Imagine that you grew up blind. Those close to you could hurt, for what you couldnt see, those who love you could hurt, for what you couldnt do but those “sighted” people could not understand YOUR world as YOU know it. You are rich for understanding people by the tone of their voice and not predjudiced by what you see and how people look. You hear hesitation and inflection thus you know when people are lying to you and yet us sighted people are easily taken…..what we see as an affliction is but an ability. I think that there will be no one in your driveway spinning circles. I think that you will be a family like the one next door to me, her son is in a chair, but there is nothing that he has wanted to do that she hasnt made happen. He will live with his parents his whole life and i have yet to find a happier person…despite the fact that he is in a chair…I think that sometimes, to the wandering mind, there is nothing scarier than the unknown. Whatever will be will be and you are powerless to change fate. Never ever underestimate the power of human will. I do not see one ounce of want, need or longing in max’s eyes, only pure joy and love. Bless you scott.