I find it interesting how different each person I meet is. There is one lady for instance, who is very peculiar. She carries herself like a peacock strutting for an audience although she looks to be in her 60’s. Her nose is shaped like a beak and her head is held high with her tiny eyes scrutinizing the world from behind her rectangular glasses. This however seems to be a front because whenever I say hello, she loosens up and smiles. I think I like her more when she’s natural and not protected by a hard shell of indifference.