Should I stay. Or should I go.

I'm considering starting a series of 9 a.m. Sarasota clamshell fountain pictures.

I took this one today on my walk from the Whole Foods parking garage to my office on State Street.

I've got no story to go with this woman, her suitcase and hat. 

I imagine that since there's a bus depot up the block she most likely got off the bus and is waiting for someone to pick her up. Or, she just got dropped off and is waiting to catch the bus.

Which is better folks: To be going somewhere? Or to have arrived? 

(A good question for my American expat friend Ricci.)