I've been meaning to post this for some time now. Now's a good a time as any other.
A week or so ago I was having dinner at the usual place, by myself, as usual (turns out not many people like the place where I usually go for dinner). A young woman caught my sight.
Nothing much was so remarkable about her. Plain clothes. Plain bluish sweater. Jeans. Red high heels, which she dangled from one foot as she kept her legs crossed at the knees. A shopping bag from some well known designer label. So what's to say?
She hardly touched her salad. So I hear the most caloric salad at this place has as many calories as a hamburger (mind you, there's no way it has as much fat, though, so it's probably far better calories, if such thing exists, and the portions are well beyond a single hamburger), but dieting didn't seem a factor. Ever so often she'd reach for her mobile, check for messages or calls, then rest it on her chin and stare off into the distance, as though expecting a message or a call that wouldn't come.
She left before I did. All the time she just looked so sad... she just had "Lonely Heart" plastered all over her. How sad is it, that I, the lonliest heart I know (likely ex aequo with several others, but still), take pitty on someone for this same reason?
I had never seen her before, haven't since, and if I do, chances are I won't recognise her, but, for her especially (and all of you as well)
Pax vobiscum atque vale.
ArabianShark would have thought Snow White would have caught at least one voter's fancy. Time for a new poll, I see...