Random Sunday

I belong to that group that walks the length of the station platform while waiting for the train. I observed my fellow pacers in Zurich this weekend: a man who ignored tiles, but stepped from areas of color to other areas of color, and a woman who ignored color and stepped from tile to tile. I’m a rebel, just walking without regard for tile or color.
When I worked in a clothing store (way back in college) I lost an antique opal ring when putting clothes into a shopping bag. Did the person come back when she noticed the ring in her bag? No. It burns me up to this day. Don’t tell me maybe she didn’t find it. I loved that ring and would prefer it were on someone’s finger than in a landfill.