Sitting here in cold, steel chairs feeling a cool breeze as the sound of the water is in the fountain is moving as if I was on a tropical island. People looking as if they were on their way to their jobs. Each and every one is moving with a purpose, some walking all by their selves and others walking in groups of 2’s and 3’s. It is not as loud as I thought it would be but at the same time it is not dead silent. A small amount of humidity is in the air since it is July keeping me not too hot and not too cold. Just a just right feeling where I can stay outside for more than a couple of hours. So many trees, buildings, cars, sculptures, and construction work all around me that I just cannot help but to admire certain things for a long period of time. As the people are passing by you can smell different scents of expensive perfume and cologne. Some of the females that are walking by are pretty good looking, making it kind of hard not to look up from typing just to see how beautiful they are. I can tell that there are a couple homeless people searching and trying their best to find their next meal. Only God knows if they will or not. Being in a big city like Charlotte it is a very architect type of city. Things are constantly being built or rebuilt to make it look more and more up to date as possible. These skyscraper buildings making have to lean my head further and further backwards just to notice how tall they really are. The smell of cigarettes is starting to hit me since the man is literally five feet away enjoying it before he goes into one of the well-built skyscraper buildings.
I feel as if 45 minutes has passed but I am probably wrong, so I now put in my headphones, turn on my music and admire more and more of my surroundings. My phone continues to go off from people wanting to know how I am doing today. Making me feel as if I am a special person to them all. Now the suns reflection off of one of the skyscrapers window has beamed down directly on me creating a small amount of heat coming onto my body. As I watch everyone that passes by the silver table I am sitting at I notice that most people have something in common. Their colorway of their clothes is nearly the same for everyone. Navy blue coats and slacks, light blue or white shirts, and brown shoes. Repeatedly I see the same outfits but there are others that have their own type of style and colorway. Going from typing to back to my phone to typing again I am starting to get a little migraine above my left eye. Feeling like someone is pinching me and will not stop. My music is not up all the way so as I am hearing lyrics being performed to a slow mellow beat I also hear chatter as people are either on the phone, talking to their work buddy or partner, or singing out loud. Finally, I see the first person since I sat down to ride one the electric scooters. I almost thought he was going to fall when he was getting off but the average height young man made it safely. Now I am yawning, probably because my roommate wanted to cut on the light at 4 o’clock in the morning and start to talk to me as if I was up and not sleeping. I feel as if this is the same small brown bird that has been flying around me since I sat down. I look up once and it is there then I type a small amount and look up again and it is gone. A repeated situation that is continually happening every 10 minutes. It is a pretty nice morning. No clouds in the sky just the sun, a little humidity with a breeze, and many different things you can encounter seeing as you just sit and watch.