It's a circus out there

Boss: (gesturing toward the sample of humanity waiting at the bus stop outside) My god, it's amazing what the sunshine brings out. It's like a circus out there.

He's not wrong. Currently there is a teenage girl sitting on my window ledge, back to one jamb, feet up and wedged against the other jamb. I could reach out and touch her, but she can't see me because I have the blinds shut against the sun.



I wonder if she knows I am sitting less than a metre away writing about her.