2 minutes thru my eyes

I'm sitting at my office desk looking out the wall sized windows at the people walking by. I'm intrigued by a few that go by. Normally I try to ignore the busy world just feet from me, seperated by a plate of glass, but today something catches my attention.

Tapping his feet to the music in his headphones, a man with long hair pulled into a single braid in the back stands on the corner of the intersection in his trench coat waiting for the walking signal to turn his way. Off he goes, now walking to the beat.

A lady in an oversized leather coat and bleached hair that needs a recolor to hide their dark roots, walks by. She is self conscious as she checks herself out in the reflection of the window.

A click makes me notice a woman walking along with a walking stick. It appears to have the handle of a ski pole, but I can't see the bottom. She doesn't seem to require a walking aid, and I wonder if it's a mental crutch for the icy sidewalks she's venturing on. I don't think she's concerned about appearance. Her 80's colored headband is my clue.

Holding hands an older couple stolls by. I wonder where they are going. How long they've been together. How did they meet and fall in love?

A big white bag floats by. I see a young, hip girl on the other side. I'm guessing the contents of her person sized bag contain a wedding dress or fancy dress of some sort from the bridal place around the corner. She has short dark hair and a punky style to her wardobe. I think she is interesting and wonder what her husband looks like. Is he punk style too? She's pretty - and will be a pretty bride if that's the occasion.

Hmmm, I guess I better get back to work. I have a marketing plan to deliver early next week and will be away from the office Monday. People are beautiful to watch. God must have fun.