Observer

I'm a big looker...an observer...especially as I drive.

I stare into other people's cars...

Trying to figure out their story...their lives...

What makes them smile or scowl...

As they sit alone.


Now as I drive...I often wonder...if someone...somewhere...is doing the same to me.


Can they guess my story?

By my expression...

As I stare into space...

By my exasperation...

As tears run down my face...