Met a friend to go for a walk and then have lunch together.
The walk was on the short side for my own standards (I’m a walker), but longer than what my friend thought she could make: 1,5 miles, going around ours and some nearby buildings.
By the end of it she was feeling great and empowered for having done more than expected.
Back at the building for lunch, cafeteria was full.
We share the table with 2 other girls we know from work, but we don’t really join them on the conversation.
For someone eavesdropping from the outside it must have been an interesting mix of sounds, as from our end of the table they’d get Portuguese, and from the other girls they’d get Korean.
Written in response to the Weekly Writing Challenge: Lunch Posts