Sitting by a water fountain

It’s Sunday afternoon and I’m taking a break from my computer.  It’s time to unplug and enjoy the vast world that lies outside of the limited area of my desktop.

Grabbing a coffee along the way, I walk through the park that resides close to my residence.  It’s hidden within a series of taller buildings and is a gem for those who wish to take advantage of its location, smack dab in the centre of the city.

With the coffee in my hand, I take a seat in one of the woven metal chairs that encircle the large water fountain.  Opening up my bag, I take out a small book I’ve been reading and slouch into the chair.

Occasionally looking up, I see there’s a young man with an older woman walking towards me.  Upon closer inspection, I notice he has a mild form of Down Syndrome, although it’s barely noticeable.  He asks the woman (from what I hear, is his mother) if he can sit close to the fountain.  She agrees and off he goes.

He walks up to fountain, sits up on the ledge, lifts his legs over to the platform, bends them, and grabs the underside of them.  He remains in this position for what it feels like hours.  Occasionally, he focuses on the water, looks towards the sidewalk and has an occasional glance towards his mother.

With this, I begin to look up at him, towards the water, at the sidewalk, and back at my book.  His is a calming presence in the centre of a bustling city.  He seems so peaceful and relaxed, as if there’s nothing that gives him greater joy in the world.  He’s in the moment and embracing it.

People don’t know how to do that and feel the need to learn how to learn to unwind; using alcohol, drugs, or even something like yoga (which can stress the fuck out of a lot of people).  That defeats the purpose of calmness if you’re frustrated as shit.

From now on, I’m going to take advantage of those small moments of calmness and appreciate them.  It’s not every day when one can sit in front of a water fountain and get transported into another world, if only for a moment.