Had lunch at Café Noriter…
One more hour to waste. she was anxious and frustrated. Why can’t time fly when I want it to? she thought, and yet when everything is perfect it speeds up leaving behind memories that could only be remembered never lived again.
She hides herself amidst a bustling crowd. it makes the longing emotion inaudible to the heart. yet through the noise, sparks could still pass through. little sparks that if set off at the right moment could reawaken the already deaf core.
Sixteen minutes have passed and the earlier peaceful café is now full of groups of people unaware of the intersection occurring in THE book. They may never see each other again but at one point in time in this enormous plane of a café they were in the same quadrant. At least just once they actually became strangers to each other.
In twenty more minutes she will leave and move to another face of the Earth. thankfully her body has been nourished by caffeine and hopefully it keeps every end of her fingers and toes awake and look alive. Looking alive is enough to fool a stranger.
