For almost every day in five months, I have always seen this old lady carrying her suitcase with plastic bags and some stuff. She constantly stopped by and spread some grains on that wall. First, I didn’t notice what she was up to until I saw around more than twenty of doves hovering towards her and landed to eat the grains. It was a splendid scenery!
I haven’t seen anyone cared so much to do this thing in the morning aside from hastening and bustling to work, that includes myself. I tried to greet her several times or just give her a smile, but it seems she has her own world.
She never looked at me at all. Instead, I found her chattering alone and smiling in the air. I don’t remember she changed her clothes either because she’s always wearing that gray long sleeves and sweatpants, a little dirty.
One day, one week, one month, I didn’t see her any longer. There were no doves anymore. She just disappeared along with my morning little joy.
I wonder what happened to her. I just hope and pray that she is just fine.