As I (in orange) waited to cross Homer, I caught a glimpse of you crossing Georgia. When I spied your footwear (black platform sneakers) I thought you were perfectly petite. I watched as you passed the mirrored glass and paused for a second, thinking I had a chance to retrace my footsteps, but you had disappeared around the corner and into the library. Perhaps a moment of quiet reflection and conversation?
When: Monday, July, 31 2017
Where: Homer and Georgia at the Library courtyard