Being an introvert and working from home, I do not get out as much as I would like. There is a strange pleasure I get in watching others go about their life. Making judgments, assumptions, and even trying to figure out their lives based on visual clues. There is nothing redeeming about people watching, but I really do enjoy it and often feel a sense of emotional recharge in doing so. A busy airport is about the best people watching you can get. Everyone is out of their element, in a hurry, and lacking the wherewithal to be cooperative with those around them.
People Watching, as Sport
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