Bionic Teutonic

At my bus stop after work, there is a man who sells the Seattle Times out of a little cart. He sort of looks like he could be homeless, and definitely has a worn look to him. Deep lines in his face, and it just sort of looks like he’s had a hard life. Over the last couple of weeks, every time I walk past, he is deep in conversation with this beautiful asian woman in business attire who stands there waiting for the bus. I can’t help but spy on them while I wait because it strikes me as such a wonderful and unusual friendship that they seem to have. You can just tell by their body language that although they could not be more different in appearance and apparent lifestyle, they are really enjoying each-others company and conversation. Seeing this every day gives me hope for humans after all.

I had circus class again yesterday, and I’m totally smitten with it. I’m in deep smitt. Not only is it just plain fun to swing around on suspended bars, hoops, and ropes, but it’s a wonderfully supportive group of people that I’m doing it with too. People are constantly giving one another encouragement and compliments and it’s fun to watch the joy people have when they get down a new trick. My favorite moment yesterday: a guy in my class named Chris striking a pose in a spinning hoop while proclaiming “Look. I’m a pretty princess!” That cracked everybody up.

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