People-Watching, But Not Really

Let's say you're waiting at the bus stop, or it's time to take a thirty-minute break; you gaze over at another individual, and your mind starts to wander. Based on an individual's mannerisms and outfit choices, you begin to picture their life and imagine what choices they might've made. You slowly observe but never say anything as you are content with the image you've conjured up in your mind. Or maybe you don't like talking to people; your social battery has run out, could be a multitude of reasons. However, my curiosity gets the better of me, and I have to talk to people, so my conversations inspire some of the poems written here with people from different walks of life.