Beginning of a Story…

She sat sipping coffee and taking notes in the hustle and bustle of mall life. As she watched people rushing by she noticed they began to blurr together. Instead of humans she saw name brands, cell phones, fancy shoes that went clickity clack on the pale colored floor and plastic bags of all sizes bouncing on these faceless beings. She refocused her vision, she was on a mission, she must concentrate. She continued to jot down her observances while she drank her coffee. The motions became a rhythm, scribble scribble sip sip watch watch scribble scribble sip sip watch watch and so on until she herself began to feel swooped up into the blurr as if in the vortex of a tornado.