12:30 am - Chicago
A driving rain had set in which made for a slow trip home. Each returning to the place where they began their day 18 hours ago. Some returning after a business dinner with clients, others after a late night rendezvous. Each life effected by the days events, only to return tomorrow and begin anew.
For others on a different life schedule than I, the day is just beginning. Nocturnal creatures are alive and well in the human species as well as the animal kingdom. From time to time, dark figures yielding black umbrellas jog the crosswalk. Do they have a destination or are they just trying to get in out of the rain? Just before the picture was taken, a lone figure made the crosswalk...slow pace, no umbrella...pushing his home in a grocery cart...my guess...headed nowhere. Where will he sleep? Is anyone waiting for him to return home? What did his life look like 10 years ago?
Down the elevator, onto the street to the crosswalk looking both north and south...I sought out the grocery cart. He had already melted into the night.
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