When you see a good-looking woman downtown, she's always moving. They come from you're not sure where. But they appear and they move quickly by. They don't stop and look around or say anything on their way past.
On they go, with a quick motion, up the sidewalk, but usually around the corner. How great-looking they are, too! Where they go, though, no one knows.
It looks like being in one place, a particular place, and staying there for any length of time, is up to the rest of us. We mill around. We gather and sometimes look uncomfortable. Very often we look bad. Not so good-looking.
Each of us has our advantages and disadvantages. Our disadvantages: we're not that good looking. But we have the advantage of being able to stay in one place long enough to do what we want. A big disadvantage in that the longer we stay there, not being good-looking in the first place, the more everyone around us can see how bad we look. But if they looked any good, they wouldn't be standing there looking at us. They'd be on their way.
The advantage for the good-looking woman, ever on the move, is that just a glimpse of her on her way lets us know how special she is. Her disadvantage, at least from my non-good-looking perspective, is that she has to hurry and go to that place that really is no place except a place for hurrying on to somewhere else, yet never being able to arrive.
It seems like that would be a disadvantage, because my thought is that every body in motion would prefer occasionally to be at rest. But there is no rest for this good-looking woman.
Right now, I'm sitting in a chair, coming up with this study on the movement or lack of movement that good-looking and non-good-looking people engage in. I'm so ugly that I can sit here at leisure, even taking my time. But somewhere out there, there's someone with many advantages over me. But one disadvantage, apparently, is that she has no rest whatsoever.