After my little reconnaissance trip, I ended up at the Ballston metro where I ate at I-hop and went to the theater. Of all the movies, I went to see a chick-flick. I did not know what Lake House was about. After gaging on the end, I stormed back to the metro.
Just at the moment I was telling myself there was no reason to hope for love.... Well, I guess not like that in the movies...I passed some young lady who made me stop and rethink my somewhat selfish thoughts. I took this rather secluded route back. I think I disturbed her as I ran by.
I can only speculate why she positioned her wheel chair to face the sun as it was going down. I assume she might struggle with the very subject I was thinking about. Who knows, she may be the mother of two wonderful kids.
Posted by Michael at June 25, 2006 08:29 PM