Cafe Everyday: Day 100
Two scrambled eggs. White toast with butter and strawberry jam. Hash browns with ketchup and Tabasco. Coffee. Orange juice.
Someone in the mad blur outside my window smiled. For the first time in I don’t know how long, someone smiled.
At first, I even thought she was smiling at me. She was walking past, turned her head in my direction, the grin already parting her lips. I actually started to lift my hand to wave.
Only then she kept turning. She looked back over her shoulder and waved at someone else. Someone behind her, I never saw who. Obviously this person would not come sprinting past as part of the traffic, because if so, she would not be alone, not be left to have to wave and smile and move on.
She waved and smiled and moved on.
Someone in the mad blur outside my window smiled. For the first time in I don’t know how long, someone smiled.
At first, I even thought she was smiling at me. She was walking past, turned her head in my direction, the grin already parting her lips. I actually started to lift my hand to wave.
Only then she kept turning. She looked back over her shoulder and waved at someone else. Someone behind her, I never saw who. Obviously this person would not come sprinting past as part of the traffic, because if so, she would not be alone, not be left to have to wave and smile and move on.
She waved and smiled and moved on.