January Sixteenth, 2020
Outside our window there is a woman in all black. She is smoking a cigarette and looking off into the distance. Her look is pensive and she is taking her time in between each puff of the cigarette. Outside it is grey and very wintry, very January. This morning the sun made an appearance outside my window. The woman in all black standing outside our window beside the building on Charlton Street near Hudson must have seen the sun this morning. She must have had thoughts about the sun this morning. It must have done something to her.