OUR PHOTO PROMPT 3/12/21
He enjoyed this part of the day, alone with his contemplations,
and always stood to the right of the stairs.
It gave his left-hand more visibility waving to other early morning ‘dreamers’.
They were often the same people and all, but one, were also left-handed.
Perhaps, there is some credibility to the theories of left-handedness and its correlation to deep contemplation?
Or, does left-handedness inspire love of solitude?
The ocean; are left-handed people naturally drawn to it?
Presently, a new group of six came down the steps. All of them immediately appeared right-handed.
He waved and wondered why they’d come?
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