Here are just a few dives into my musings...
- A guy wearing a shirt that says, "Live, Love, Regret." I instantly think that he must have had his heart broken many times over and envision his most recent relationship as something like the one portrayed in 500 Days of Summer. What else would cause a guy to buy and choose to wear a shirt with something like that on it?
- A mother washing her son's hands in the restroom. The little boy couldn't have been three years old, and he was screaming bloody murder. She wasn't hurting him; he just didn't want his hands washed. The reason it was odd is that usually a mother in this situation has a harassed look on her face. This woman didn't seem to be phased at all that her son was screaming (he could be heard outside the restroom... it wasn't a quick little screech, but a long, piercing cry lasting many minutes). Not embarrassed, not annoyed, not even laughing; she didn't seem to hear him or care that he was making others uncomfortable. I instantly wondered what had happened in her life to make her so calloused and made up a story of her life in my head that included disappointments and a teen pregnancy.
- A dad and son each carrying an ice cream cone, walking to their gate. The little boy couldn't have been more than seven years old, and they were laughing and talking quite happily. This story made me smile, as I could see my own husband and son in their shoes in a few years. I instantly envisioned a happy family life and a very blessed wife and mother.