what is outside?

It's interesting...before completing it to this extent,
the "outside" seemed obvious.
Concrete, easily to name and point to.
I realize that it is not so simple.
It is not so clear.
What is outside, for me, is almost like a reflection.
My reflection.
My dream.
What I am walking through, what I am creating, is an interaction.
"Inter", it begins with what I am taking from within.
How I am processing it all.
What I am choosing to look at or
not look at.
Hmmmm....