Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Moment #4

Sit for fifteen minutes in the parking lot of a bustling Winn-Dixie, and let me tell you, you will get a glimpse of humanity. My mother had to run into the grocery store the other day to grab various food items, but I stayed back instead, waiting in the car. I hadn't thought to pack a magazine to read while I waited; there was no music for me to listen to. So I just sat and watched.

There were men with bronzed shoulders and tattoos; pairs of women walking and talking; even a dog waiting in a car, like me. And I heard snippets of conversation, soundbites of humanity that made me wonder about where these people had come from, and where they were going. Oh, people.

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