I’d sit on my seat with a view but I’d rather stand – got a better view up here to see down and over there on a coffee shop, a four way stoplight intersection, decent traffic – automotive and pedestrian, and a small creek. And when my elbows hurt I’d go back to what I was doing. Sometimes I eat lunch on the seat, but when I eat I really don’t use the view - I use a spoon. And I sit on the seat. And when I finish I’d get back to what I was doing.
Later at the window I recall sitting passenger driving through road work seeing what I determine with confidence was a building being used as the construction site’s headquarters and no longer as the McDonalds its iconic building/roof structure said it to be. The glassed-in area known as the Play Place was void of the usual slides, swings, and colors and was stocked with blueprints, laptops and coffee mugs, parking lot filled with pick-up trucks. A ship’s bridge with a line-drive perfect view of the intersection construction. Excited by the concept of being at a view with a seat thinking about a seat with a view I viewed from a seat I go back to what I was doing.
