It's been a long wait!

Due to a miscommunication (someone at Amtrak not taking the time to listen to me) I have around six hours to sit in the Amtrak lounge. A little over four hours in, I think I have another poem finished. This morning, I was at Starbucks and saw a woman who was obviously down on her luck.

I noticed that she was shivering with cold. I decided to ask her if she would like a Starbucks gift card, or something but, she was clearly watching me. As soon as my body language changed, she sprinted out of the place. Fair enough.

After a bit, when she didn't come back, I took the cup she left, to throw it away with mine. I saw it was only hot water.

I wrote ‘Cold and Strife’ about the experience.