reunion

I was at a school reunion, or rather, my entire year at school were gathered, waiting to be taken to the school reunion. It was dusk and everyone was sitting by the side of the road, dressed in the bottle green school uniforms that we wore back when we were at school. I sat apart from the group, doing my best to finish some artwork that I had started. I was happy drawing though aware of being separated from everyone. Periodically, I visited the group, spending a little time with the people with whom I was closest at school. I could see a few others - old friends - sitting by the roadside, and I hoped to catch up with them later. I returned again to my drawing, determined to finish.