yesterday i was riding the train into the office. i was tired and the train was crowded; luckily i had a seat. not wanting to waste time, i pulled out some of my writing and was looking it over, seeking weaknesses and finding many. i was tempted to put it away and rethink the whole putting thought on paper deal. so self-indulgent and really, not as good as i thought. ugh. i made an executive decision to carry on at least until i got to my stop - i had nothing else to read, so i might as carry on. the train stopped and a guy squeezed into the seat next to me. i thought about projecting my frustrations onto him but then i realised that i have my moments when i squeeze myself into the unsqueezable seats - i mean, we all pay the same amount of money, what gives you the right to take up two seats? i'm squeezing.
so i return to the writing, adding words, fixing grammar and feeling sorry for myself. next stop. the guy gets ready to get up and says - "i'm sorry to be so nosy but i just had to tell you; that's a very interesting story."
i thanked so much, he must have been thinking - geez, what's the big deal? it's not like i'm giving you an award or anything.
but, mr stranger on a train - thank you.
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Wow weird how some situations turn into an uplifting unplanned coincidence. Thank goodness for not having a meltdown on him when he squeezed onto the seat beside you and I appreciate that kind of nosy lol
Hope you're enjoying the xmas/holiday season :)
Oh I forgot can I read that "...that very interesting story" (mr stranger on a train)?
La vita e Bella.
and thank tu....
no???
A feel-good story, i like it!!!
Lovely! It's great when life hands us moments such as those. May you get more than your fill. Have a wonderful holiday season and Merry Christmas.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light.
From now on our troubles will be out of sight.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the yuletide gay.
From now on our troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
Gather near to us, once more.
Through the years we all will be together,
If the fates allow.
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
that is pretty funny... i dont know what i would personally be annoyed by - his nosey-ness or the sqeezing in an unqueezable seat. but the good comment would be welcome nonetheless. i know it sounds like an oxymoron.
i am curious to know what the storey was about. is it already posted?
hey prettylyf! you are so right. and something i never saw coming. the story is still a work in progress but i hope that it will be ready soon. my enthusiasm is renewed!
tres vrai, monsieur grillo!
lol! tu... i think reordering of pages is necessary first. tee-hee!
hey dodos! feeling good... well, it feels so good!
hey carla! thank you! here's to many more such moments in the new year!
oscar... thank you for the smiles and the dance.
hey fb! same back atcha!
haha! black dove... i know you can imagine how i was feeling and then boom, ray of sunshine. the story comes soon, fingers crossed and stars aligned etc. etc. maybe more squeezy noseys...
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