I wonder what she is thinking. She has a tired and worried look on her face. Maybe she is thinking about home (….wherever that is). Maybe she just had a bad day. Or maybe it’s nothing…just a second of life that could be misunderstood. I shouldn’t read into that solemn look on her face. That stare off into nothingness shouldn’t alarm me or cause me to race through options about her thoughts. It’s just a moment of time…a second frozen forever.