I went to a meeting and noticed that Jersey City was ready for Christmas. All decorations were up. Christmas wreaths were hung at every lamposts. A lonely seagull watched passer-bys. A pair of reindeer was sitting on a corner waited to be lighted up.
Inside Journal Square, in the waiting room, the heater flared up. Sitting under this heat was very warm and soothing. It could induce a dreamlike state.
Inside Penn Station Newark, looking out a window and down to the street I saw a few people enjoy the sun. Maybe they were waiting for their bus.
