There is something about a seat by the window. It's a view on normalcy. A woman walking her dog. Her arm stretched out as her canine friend leads the way and proudly announces her arrival. A man on his way to a meeting. His gait hurried, his phone to his ear, his brief case tucked up under his arm. Vignettes that occur every day in many places. Nothing special. No heroes here. No excitement. And yet a privilege to witness.