I looked to see if it was indeed an empty space.
I saw a fog or smoke possibly exhaust.
Indeed. Empty space.
Just warm air meeting cold air, or something of the sort that conjured what i saw.
Then, i cried. Realizing no one was home, or in any area near me at all, i cried more.
How could this person be doing this?
This person is doing this.
Doing this.

This.


This.