For years, the seasons passed in a blur and so did the life around him. He had long since grown accustomed to the loneliness. But something changed when he saw you. Every day, you’d emerge from the line of trees and sit on the lip of the small pool surrounding his statue’s cement podium. You were quiet most days, but others you would talk to him about your day, your friends, your experiences. You were the splash of color and light in his otherwise dull time here on earth.