Улица. Посреди тротуара стоит девушка (ну я то...

Street. In the middle of the sidewalk is a girl (well, I mean =)), from head to toe, wrapped in a down jacket, a scarf to the eyes. This kind, probably, does not have a communication. He stands with an old diskette raised up, and, as if through a diskette, looks up somewhere. I really want to tell someone: "Look, look, eclipse !!!" But rare passers-by either go with their preoccupied faces, or with such an expression on their faces, they squint that the desire to say something disappears. And not one of the strangers who looked looked up in the direction of my gaze. None of them simply raised their heads, although with the cloud the closed steering wheel of the Sun was visible with the naked eye. So for many, a beautiful miracle went unnoticed, but as soon as we raised our eyes ... How much of everything we miss in life? how many people seem strange to us, and we don’t even think about why they are acting strange? How interesting it should be to look at the world from the point of view of other people, how much new can be seen? ...