He sat at the computer, completely still, lost in concentration, his thick black glasses hiding any glimpse of expression which may have passed across his face. His fingers seemed to be permanently rooted in the keyboard, limbs of an old wise tree, studying his surroundings, and taking in nature. His great trunk, and all of his branches sat still for what seemed to be an eternity as he remained completely consumed by his work. As I studied this great tree further, I observed his moss colored sweater which covered most of his trunk, and the brown leaves that sat upon his head, still as the branches they grew on.

I observed this man, longing for a movement, a twitch, a hair flip, anything, and it felt as though I would have to sit there, taking in his stillness for an eternity. Suddenly, a movement, a turn to the woman next to him and the beginnings of a conversation. As he spoke his hands quickly flung everywhere, fireworks exploding with excitement at his every word, I was in awe. It seemed uncharacteristic of such an old wise tree to be filled with such excitement and movement. However, after a few moments of conversation, he returned to his work, stone cold and still, completely serious once again. It was then that I realized I had chosen quite a peculiar subject, one of many dimmensions, but only two of which I had witnessed, I longed to sit there longer and observed this man, but suddenly he stood, collected his things, and left.

Although this man left before I could fully observed the spectrum of his behavior, I got a feeling for his personality. This man is a dedicated and wise student, swayed only by the companionship of his friends, but focused completely on work. He is reminiscent of an old tree, or nature, because of his nearly unbreakable concentration. A fascinating creature, I couldn't fully define him, but was intruiged at his dedication and concentration.