Transit- by: unknown forgotten

Walking up the sidewalk
On the raining hill
My shoes were hard
My heels were bruised
The crunch of miniscule pebbles under each step
The slow drops of rain from above
Every heaving breathe controlled and reduced
Step by step walking back home
Every so often looking back for no reason
Not so often looking up off the ground ahead
Climbing the concrete to reach my destination
A little pain in my head makes me uneasy
Stiff shoes pinching my toes
These old pants have a scuff on one knee
No one noticed it
It wouldn't matter anyway