tales from an ordinary world

2003-07-16

For a good 10 minutes or so it seems like I've ended up in the restaurant of broken dreams. One girl nearby tells her friend about a co-worker she isn't getting along with. Behind me, somebody tells his friend about how he's just quit something (a uni course, maybe ?), in a voice full of resignation. It's almost too much. A few minutes later, though, both parties are simultaneously laughing at some random private joke. I guess there's still hope.