tales from an ordinary world

2003-03-24

It's lo-fi decor for dinner tonight, plastic on the table and I'm stuck behind a neon sign watching too few people pass by the window. I'm looking for a sign of hope. I'm looking for a smile. I'm looking for a reason and it's hard to find one on a lonely Monday evening. The sun's just popped over the horizon, and it shows on their faces - a little more huddled, a little more nervous. There's things out there - bad memories or bad futures. Meanwhile, I'm distracting myself with worry because I forgot to bring a handkerchief, and now my nose is running. Hopefully this'll be about as bad as it gets.