The 6:50 train

There she is.

Or rather, there’s yet another woman on the same spot. At the same time than the previous one, and the one before her, and the one before her, and so on. She’s staring at the nothingness in the sky in front of her, dawn shining in slowly.

6.50 every weekday.

This is my hypothesis: there’s a single guy living nearby and he’s probably really handsome, loaded with money and driving a really expensive car, knows how to sweet talk a woman to bed, or all three at once. He’s quite popular with the ladies and has created a reputation for himself in town; he gets lucky more often than not. But at what he excels in the pre-game area, he probably lacks in the game and post-game activities… and that’s why his one-night stands always leave his place very early in the morning, go to the nearest park, park their cars in a spot where they can’t easily be seen by this guy, look at the sun come out while they’re smoking a cigarette (never vaping) and with a blank stare that simply asks “what have I done?”

While someone sleeps, somebody else weeps.

So, it was quite interesting this morning to see a guy smoking a cigarette on that same spot.

At 6.50 am.



fjbrenes, 19 july 2018

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