Drizzly Night

This may easily be one of the more F'd up pictures

 I've ever taken, but I don't care. I like it.

What started out to be an image of four cyclists, 

possibly delivery men for a couple 

of the nearby restaurants, became a layered 

image showing the intersection 

of three separate stories, not one.

From the inside, there's me reflected in

the Starbucks' window, the tan and green plaid

of my jacket showing faintly at the corner.

Then there's the shopper passing through

the scene, a shallow blur of anonymity, 

while the four men chat among themselves 

near the bicycle stand.