A woman sits alone at a bus stop under a clouded sky. Her posture is slightly slouched, hands folded in her lap, a purse resting beside her on the bench. The glass behind her is fogged and etched with scratches. Behind the bus shelter, trees with bare branches loom in silhouette. The street beyond is empty, silent. The image captures her in the middle of waiting—motionless, patient, detached. It’s an overcast afternoon, and the entire scene is in high-grain black and white, giving it a soft texture, almost like ash on paper. The lighting is flat yet expressive, the mood both melancholic and peaceful. The framing is tight but unintrusive, giving space for introspection in the photograph’s quiet composition.