People watching

On Eastern Parkway we sat, people watching. Maybe we saw you. You will never know.

We made up stories as they walked by. We tried to guess where they were headed, who was related to whom. We commented on clothing. On how cute little kids are.

We watched the cars as they drove by. Green ones and yellow ones. Cool cars and ones that have seen better days. Music blaring, thumping to the beat. These people were going somewhere.

Everyone was going somewhere. But we sat and stared. We weren't going anywhere.

It started to rain, and still we sat.

It got dark out, and still we sat.

To open your eyes and see the world around you, to observe- it is refreshing.

Shabbos ended and we headed home. Time well spent.

The bench awaits until the next time we decide to sit and watch.

Who knows what we might see.