The little subway girl

Sitting in the subway, I see a family with a stroller coming in and sitting on this stroller, a bag with the following inscription:

"Without music, life would be a mistake" - Nietzsche.
I think that someone who considers music so much can only be a good person. So I decide to observe this little family and I see that daddy looking into the void, that little girl watching around her, squeezing her doll against her with one hand, her purple briefcase with the other, as if these two objects were the most precious thing in the world. She seems worried, she's afraid of being taken away from her "baby".

She reproduces the gestures she probably saw her mother or other women do before her. She puts a light hand on her baby and gently pat her back, to reassure him, to reassure herself.

Shorts thoughts of a beautiful mind :)