People-watching is one of those things I didn’t wholly appreciate pre-COVID. J and I had breakfast in downtown Bangor today, where they’ve made efforts to maximize outdoor seating.
What is that lone woman working on at her computer? Job application? Remote school-work? A novel? Shoe-shopping? Checking her Twitter-feed? She has a far-off look, gazing periodically into the distance. I like to imagine something significant is going on.
These two little boys with their grown-up, the happy shark backpack, the holding hands, what a tableau! Are they back-to-school shopping? Even though they might sticking with home-school?
So many stories to imagine, surrounded by people. What will we do when winter closes us back into home isolation again?
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 354: 116 words, TOTAL = 58,128; 1,872 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.