-A child turning a snowglobe over and staring with awe at its simple wonder.
-The little old man next to me in the Linenhall Library. I was there reading in the utter quiet and could hear his rhythmic deep breathing as he drifted in and out of sleep in his chair. I think he was as content as I was.
-Coming to a brief stop on the bus and looking up to see a man typing diligently through his office window, which was decorated with cheery, blinking Christmas lights. Sometimes I like to imagine what total strangers' lives are like (ala Amelie) and so as we drove on, I felt somehow connected to this person I don't know and will probably never meet.
No comments:
Post a Comment