Life

An older woman, in her mid 50's (?) sat bitter and alone at a corner table on the patio.  Upon taking her perch, she began to hurl negativity and strife.  She began with me as her first recipient.  "Fucking, god-damned narks."

?Huh?

Aaron assured me by saying that she was talking to herself.  But she was looking me in the eye...it's hard not to take things personally when someone has drawn you into them with their eyes.

Almost immediately to follow was some song she emitted that sounded spiritual in nature.  Or perhaps it was her stance; seated with eyes closed yet bent towards heaven and palms up and open like a baptist in a prayer.  She seemed like a different spirit (though still notably off kilter) than the woman whose bad attitude pervaded the peaceful community on the patio of this bustling breakfast place.

What happens in the life that bitters the soul so that it fights its way into isolation even as it sits alone among others?  Loneliness.  Sadness.  Pain.  Anguish.  Agony.  The only key to releasing her blighted spirit is compassion & love.

Circle
1 a: a ring, halo
   b: close plane curve every point of which is equal distance from a fixed point within the curve
2: the orbit or period of revolution of a celestial body

Sphere
1: the apparent surface of the heavens of which half forms the dome of the visible sky
2 a: one of the concentric and eccentric revolving spherical transparent shells in which according to ancient astronomy stars, suns, planets and moon are set
   b: a globe depicting such a sphere; broadly