Dear Lady in the Red Coat -
You do realize it is summer, right? Even during the heatwaves, I see you every day riding the M101 with your floor length red wool coat, hat, sunglasses and a dainty, yet worn patent leather pocketbook. You never speak. Nary a sound. You get on quietly and ride a few blocks to Morningside and sit on the bench feeding the pigeons.
I’ve seen you so many times over the last year, and I always see you just like that – silent, almost brooding and in your red coat. I always wonder what is beneath the coat – what is behind the sunglasses and wide brimmed hat. Are you widowed? Do you have family? And more insane, do you use an unlimited MetroCard?
I’ve never seen you at the subway station, so I figure you must live around here. Do you enjoy the city, or do you dream of living elsewhere. I’m curious about you, and maybe I’ll get the courage to talk to you one day.
