I have been working at this same building for about ten years. I don't dare calculate the actual number. Its been here a long time, by American standards at least. It will be here long after I'm gone. I wonder who else stood here staring out wondering who will be next?
Although its been cold, the temperature rose to the point where just a coat and gloves was comfortable for walking around. The air felt brisk and clean, the sky was overcast. This dulled the cityscape but also blended it together. It felt like a friend. The streets were busy; shoppers, store keepers, delivery people, couples looking for a place to eat.
The snow has been great. Its an authority that can trump any plan or good intention. It weilds its power with firm but cautious restraint. And a smile.
