As I try to get comfortable on this cold slab of granite in front of the administration building, I look up to the sky wondering if rain will fall from the gray clouds above me. The chatter of young women passing me on their cell phones fill the air.
The sharp distinct yelp of a dog catches my attention.
There is a middle-aged man in an old worn pick-up truck parked in the street in front of me with a very energetic brown and white Springer Spaniel curiously sniffing the air with its front legs hanging out of the passenger side window. I imagine that the dog smells the squirrels that have been running up and down the massive oak tree that separates the parked truck and me. Instantly, a second dog which looks identical to the first also squeezes his way through the half open car window. Maybe it’s the sweet smell of the flowers still in bloom that excites the dogs. I imagine that the man in the pick-up is waiting for his wife so they can take the dogs to the veterinarian.
Just as the two dogs get over their excitement of the new scents in the air, a huge University bus carrying loads of students stops just in front of the parked truck causing the dogs to bark feverishly as each student steps off the bus. Each twenty-something looking student that steps off the bus has that hurried and worried facial expression. I imagine that they are concerned about being late for their class as many of them glance at their watches and cell phones, adjust their backpack straps, and begin to walk just a little bit faster. I giggle to myself as I also imagine a few of those students walking quickly to find the nearest restroom because they just had their third mocha latte for the day.
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