So, I saw a lady dressed as a witch this morning (think Bette Midler in Hocus Pocus).. And no, it wasn't for Halloween.. It was far too early and she was far too serious in her mannerisms for it to be play.. Unless she was trying to be ironic in a way and that in itself was an act? I have no idea..
Moving on..
I also saw a lady walking down the road (haha, there's more to this story, I promise). Anyways, this lady was consumed by this phone call and you couldn't help but notice her due to how loud she was, but that's fine.. That happens. Except the next part is just a little off.. So for entertainment purposes, let's cut straight to the next part.. Here goes: As soon as she hung up from her phone call, she was visibly upset.. She walked a few steps, noticed a stray orange balloon (I am not sure what's going on with the balloon either, but it was by the entrance of Starbucks).. She then went forward and picked it up with both hands, clenched it so tight till it burst. As soon as she achieved that much, she let out a sigh of relief and started walking away with some sort of glee. As I crossed by the entrance of Starbucks, I couldn't help but wonder whether that former balloon was just a stray one since there were a couple inside with two little kids (think 5 and 3) the estimated 5 year old had a blue balloon while the 3 year old had non.
Seriously.. Where do these people come from? Why am I witnessing all this as I walk down one busy street in order to make it to my destination? I mean, yes.. I know they say that life is a circus.. I just never knew it could be taken literally.
I wonder, will there be a point where I would be blind to such stuff, as in walk by and not bat an eye?
Probably not..
I still can't walk past a homeless person without wondering about his or her life and what happened, without my heart going out to them a little, especially the elderly.. I also can't walk by any elderly person managing to carry grocery bags that are obviously too heavy for them and not feel bad for them and wish I could help them carry their bags home.
Moving on..
I also saw a lady walking down the road (haha, there's more to this story, I promise). Anyways, this lady was consumed by this phone call and you couldn't help but notice her due to how loud she was, but that's fine.. That happens. Except the next part is just a little off.. So for entertainment purposes, let's cut straight to the next part.. Here goes: As soon as she hung up from her phone call, she was visibly upset.. She walked a few steps, noticed a stray orange balloon (I am not sure what's going on with the balloon either, but it was by the entrance of Starbucks).. She then went forward and picked it up with both hands, clenched it so tight till it burst. As soon as she achieved that much, she let out a sigh of relief and started walking away with some sort of glee. As I crossed by the entrance of Starbucks, I couldn't help but wonder whether that former balloon was just a stray one since there were a couple inside with two little kids (think 5 and 3) the estimated 5 year old had a blue balloon while the 3 year old had non.
Seriously.. Where do these people come from? Why am I witnessing all this as I walk down one busy street in order to make it to my destination? I mean, yes.. I know they say that life is a circus.. I just never knew it could be taken literally.
I wonder, will there be a point where I would be blind to such stuff, as in walk by and not bat an eye?
Probably not..
I still can't walk past a homeless person without wondering about his or her life and what happened, without my heart going out to them a little, especially the elderly.. I also can't walk by any elderly person managing to carry grocery bags that are obviously too heavy for them and not feel bad for them and wish I could help them carry their bags home.

