A Woman

So last night I went to the laundromat and did a bit of laundry. While there I noticed quite a few people  who remained static. I wondered; were they homeless? Well, turns out I left my bag somewhere along the path. I went to check there (to no avail) after work tonight and I saw the same woman. She was perfectly content just doing a crossword. Same fast food chain cup filled with an unidentified drink and in the same place as the previous night. Although the last time I saw her she was sleeping uncomfortably. Perhaps she just wears a lot of clothes and needs to wash them often, or maybe she is homeless. Maybe I will see this woman again.