it was almost the official first day of autumn, festooned in summer like warmth. people walked by, speaking in soft voices to each other. it seems that weather like this elicits its own kind of warmth from those out enjoying its glory.
there were sounds of musical cacaphony, as different bands played simultaneously, oblivious to each other, playing as loud as they could.
vendors did what vendors do...some soft sell, some hard, hoping to catch more than the eye of the strolling passersby. dogs everywhere, in every permutation.
in this happy chaos, she slowly went, stopping occasionally to look at little animal statues. unable to focus, aimlessly drifting.