Observations

The car slowed down at the red light and stopped. Sitting in the passenger side, gives me the liberty to gander at what's around me. I love looking at different buildings, like the on the right. Seemed like one of those lavish ones where you find rich people. Red brick with huge embroidered windows. Kinda old, English styled. Probably had a doorman and all the trimmings. As I took in the architecture and the few lights that were on here and there, my eyes were drawn to the highest window in the center. There I could make out an old lady playing a piano, with someone swaying or maybe dancing to the right. How cute !

In less than a second, I embellish to myself, imagining her grand daughter prancing, singing along . The rest of the family would be sitting or standing around the hall, cheering them on. Sigh! Such a cheerful thought that is to me. I smile to myself at the happy image I've conjured up.

Naughtily I try looking at the other windows if I can make out what's happening in any of them. Maybe I'll see someone being naughty too.I notice that only two three other windows are lit and you can't even make out anything anyway. I look below at the entrance closely and see yellow tape around it. Huh ?! I look back on top and see the old lady still playing on, the lights flickering like other people are moving about.

" Seems like the building is sort of empty. Probably recession making people leave. There's even yellow tape around the main door, like how it is at crime scenes in movies. But I can see that old lady playing her piano in the pent house. Man ! They must be rich. " I comment to my husband.

" Why in the world are you looking at all ?? ", he sounds extremely agitated.

I look at his expression. He's irritated. Well, too bad. I'm just observing my surroundings. No harm, no foul! I'm not being nosy. I'm just naturally curious. Surprising how many people keep their curtains open, even though the light inside allows you to see their whole interior decoration !I look back at the building. As the car starts moving, and we are passing the building my attention is drawn to a board attached to the side. I squint to make out the faded writing.

It says , " Abandoned for Renovations."



** True Story . Thoughts ??