Five Minutes

* to buy the week’s fruit and veggies including the stallholder’s time doing mental arithmetic
* the wait outside our apartment block to watch a steam train (#5917) cross the railway bridge
* before I realised the older woman who looks like a poet had passed me twice, four hours apart, at the same spot and with the same supermarket shopping bag
* the total time an off-leash dog waited at intersections for its owner to catch up (it couldn’t read the walk sign)
* the duration of joy on noticing that Cola’s missing cat poster has been updated in black texta ‘Rescued by Newtown firies. Safe at home’.