Saturday, feeling at peace and therefore blank

The Saturday thoroughfares were empty near lunch. No traffic. Just the sound of  wind through the trees and the clinking of silverware as I walked passed the hopeful restaurants open for business, only no one there to buy lunch. Wafting incense of spices infusing in the oil. The first great weather of the season, and everyone's outside enjoying it. Somewhere else. At the beach. At the park. Watching the boats. But not here.