Tarmac Meditations #77: Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop

Went for coffee after a long run. I had my camera in the car. A friend was sitting lost in thought, as the saying goes. I thought to see if the camera might record lost. Grey light and drifting rain, exhaustion of the long hills and the metaphors of relationship and parenthood. A man sits alone at a table thinking on things, a cup across from him. Is he waiting and for whom? In truth he was waiting for the photographer to leave him alone and sit back down but for a moment a glimpse of all of us left alone with our thoughts on a rainy Sunday morning, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Photo Credit

©Michael Lebowitz