It almost looked like she was dancing. As I watched her sweep the dusty train platform this morning, my ever-curious mind wondered what thoughts might be crossing her mind. Would she be thinking of the miseries of life? Or would she be just mentally grunting about the chilly weather? She didn’t seem deeply concentrated on her task, but she moved swiftly. I also noticed how she didn’t mind the hurrying passengers and how they didn’t seem to mind her either. Sad thing about living in busy cities and managing hectic lives is that we rarely bother to really look at people. *
I was awaken from my stupor as soon as the train doors closed and life took off.
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