A lonely man walks slowly down the hall,
because today was no ordinary day, no, today
consisted of nothing more than a shimmering
dream that fixed his eyes on the woman of his
eyes. The man sweated heavily as he walked
faintly towards the place that she worked. The
girl, still not noticing him, chats away to
her friend about last night clubbing. The man,
imagining how the worst case scenario could
jump up at him, but he knew he had to do it,
knowing that if all goes wrong, he would still
live.
Mindlessly, the man edges slower and slower
nearer towards her. "Excuse me" says the man,
opening up his heart to the woman. "Got a
pencil that I can borrow?" The woman, suddenly
quizzed with such an odd question turns and
replies "Sure...one second." The man,
standing shaken answers "Thanks." The man starts
thinking if he has blown his chances with the
ultimate woman of his dreams.
Veiled by her handbag is a pen, which she grabs and
wonders why. "Yes, that'll do." replies the
xerotic man..."I was just thinking, how would
you like to go out with me?" The woman answers
zzzzzzzz..."Damn, another dream..."