She sat perched on the railing in the midst of the city’s hustle and bustle.
Pretty and wrapped in color.
Checking out the tourists. Listening to their chitter chatter and laughter. Without any judgement.
Sometimes all you want is that one person to listen to your chatter. No judgements. No advice. No comments.
Just sit there and listen as you pour out your heart.
Be that one person.
Until Next Time,