Walking along the footpath...

Clouds about, and it was a gentle sloping hill, as I walked along the footpath. I looked at the leaves, which were brown, Autumn was approaching, although there was still plenty of greenery around. Hey, there is a lolly wrapper on the ground, no bin in sight, so ether it was carelessly dropped or blown here from somewhere else. As I walk I wonder about my breathing. It's ironic as I breath in that the air goes Down to my lungs, when it really needs to go Up to my brain. If I had my nose on my chest, that would be more efficient. And an eye in the back of my head would be cool, although then I wouldn't know which way to walk. So many cars passing by. Open windows, and people sitting board inside. They don't see me as they pass me by. Is that by choice or out of ignorance? If someone is ignorant, is that by choice? People can find out stuff if they really want to, can't they, can't you? An itch on my arm, is it worth the effort to scratch it? Nope, it's gone now, where did it go? Someone walking the other way. I move a bit to the left so we don't touch as we pass by, probably shouldn't look at their face either, but I do.

I wonder if I can paint the color Grey with words ?