Nothing to see here

Openly living transgender people are everywhere and of course I have leftover radar which today is a completely unnecessary relic. This morning it was a maybe mid-forties transgender woman beyond comfortable in her own skin which is a place I might have wished to be at her age.

I always look around their general vicinity and notice others moving matter of factly about their business. Anyway she was dressed casually like other Saturday morning pedestrians moving about their day and likely validating her identity via her headspace more than from her simple vestments. Her only standout trait was a streak of pinkish hair.

Nothing to see here.