That brown sweatshirt.

Do you ever take notice of the hundreds of people you walk past daily? My guess is no. I don't. I have way too many things on my mind to take notice. Strangely, I bump into a stranger in a brown sweatshirt four times yesterday! Four times in different locations at different times. It is all quite strange. We don't know each other's name. Never did exchange a word, only a smile every time we met again. Strangely enough, I don't think I remember how the person looks at all -- because I really recognized the colour of the clothing. That brown sweatshirt.