My new friend.
If you look closely, you can see a reflection of a nearby vending machine.
On the way into work, I stopped by the vending machines at the North Exit of the station. Near there, someone decided to plant some broccoli in a planter made of cinderblocks. It looks like I just missed a shower, judging by how wet the surrounding park and station was.
Two flowers at the train station.
Lately I’ve taken to spending some time outside before heading into work. I’ve been told that it’s a good way to mentally prepare for the day.
In a planter, on a quiet side street in Anjo, there lived a lonely flower.