Part one:
Drops of rain fell to the ground, mixing into the dirt road. The sky was a beautiful shade of purple-y grey which brought out the bright green leaves which had newly formed on every surrounding tree. A swarthy old gentleman, whose name was unknown, walked alone down the now muddy path. He was carrying a small umbrella, but for reasons unknown he refused to use it. In his other hand was a top hat, but for reasons unknown he refused to wear it. Suddenly, he stopped and for reasons unknown he sat down in the middle of the path. I stopped to put down my binoculars (I watched him every day since I had seen him a few weeks ago) and scribbled something into my notebook. He was doing the same thing he did every single day. I held my binoculars up to my eyes once more, but a car had blocked my line of sight. I looked up from my binoculars, but the man was gone.
Should I continue with this?
Drops of rain fell to the ground, mixing into the dirt road. The sky was a beautiful shade of purple-y grey which brought out the bright green leaves which had newly formed on every surrounding tree. A swarthy old gentleman, whose name was unknown, walked alone down the now muddy path. He was carrying a small umbrella, but for reasons unknown he refused to use it. In his other hand was a top hat, but for reasons unknown he refused to wear it. Suddenly, he stopped and for reasons unknown he sat down in the middle of the path. I stopped to put down my binoculars (I watched him every day since I had seen him a few weeks ago) and scribbled something into my notebook. He was doing the same thing he did every single day. I held my binoculars up to my eyes once more, but a car had blocked my line of sight. I looked up from my binoculars, but the man was gone.
Should I continue with this?
