An older-than-I-am lady in our apartment complex often does this: sits on her living room couch in front of the glass door, watching whatever is going on the way some other people might watch a favorite television program. I met her once in the laundry room. She was very conversational and offered the use of her hand truck when we had to move.
Today I walked by as she was watching out the window (or glass door) again. She waved, so I waved back.
When I came back later, it looked like she had company -- 3 guests and herself were gathered around the kitchen table.
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