The Cafe

I sit staring out the cafe window, just staring out at the snow covered grass, as the cars drive by... I sit reflecting on my life, on the past, present, and the future. What will it bring? Where will I be? Who will be in it? Will the things that fill our days, thoughts, and dreams be the same, or will they be seen as insignificant? Will the pain and sorrows be the same? Will we shed the same tears? Will the same things bring us joy? Will we yearn for the past or just glad that the past is the past? Do people change just as the snow melts allowing us to see the green again? Are these just caffeine induced thoughts or do others wonder the same things? These lazy thoughts and writings help to clear the mind as I watch the cars drive by...