Watching the people. Another half hour or so to go. I am looking forward to being warm, even hot, again.
Young love sits across from me. They must still be teenagers. Running away for a few days on the slopes?
A couple big groups of school kids move around. They appear to be well behaved. All in uniforms. Looking like clones.
Most everyone is face-planted in a machine of some sorts. I do see a couple people reading books.
And I write. About what I see. What I hear. What I feel…
Life is way guud…
The Native Iowan 
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