What reflections does meursault offer at the end of chapter 2

Mersault is bored. He notices the expressions of the sky much more forcefully than he recognizes expressions of his own emotions. At times, it seems as if Camus' voice is superseding that of Meursault because the words and imagery have a poetical flair. It is also possible that we underestimate a poetical foundation buried inside of Meursault but the reader cannot yet know how beautifully he will speak when approaching death. When the movements of the sky and people grow, Meursault realizes that another meaningless Sunday has passed him by. His mother's dying did little to change that or anything.