I saw you today. They told me you were coming, so I stayed a while longer. I wanted to see you and chat, but you didn’t stop. You were busy; you walked right by, although I saw that you saw me. You didn’t ignore me but you were focussed on carrying boxes of junk to the street corner ready for garbage pick-up the next day.
Thank you, I wanted to say. Those boxes have been there for a long time, collecting dust like grandma’s porcelain cat; they were too heavy for me to lift on my own.