miercuri, 11 noiembrie 2009

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An ordinary day of November, Friday. A crowded bus station, a sleepy girl who tried to get hired at a tea pub but who seemingly, was unlucky. 100C. HIM. Her smile.


Inside the bus, the same tired and bored faces she usually sees when she goes somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, it doesn`t matter where. She starts to think that maybe she should have been born on another Earth because this one seems too cold and impersonal for her, the environment in here doesn`t fit her personality at all.
She listens to music, trying in the same time to find something in her bag. Outside the bus, the weather is getting colder and colder, only a smile or more can make her feel warm in these circumstances. All she cares about is the social environment inside the bus because she usually focuses on people, sometimes even against her will!

She descends from the bus, aheading to her flat. Just another ordinary day of November. Friday.

Or-no. Let`s give it another try.
Rewind. Erase. Modify.


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An ordinary day of November, Friday. A crowded bus station, a sleepy girl who tried to get hired at a tea pub but who seemingly, was unlucky. 100C. HIM. Her smile.


Inside the bus, the same tired and bored faces she usually sees when she goes somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, it doesn`t matter where. She starts to think that maybe she should have been born on another Earth because this one seems too cold and impersonal for her, the environment in here doesn`t fit her personality at all.
She listens to music, trying in the same time to find something in her bag. Outside the bus, the weather is getting colder and colder, only a smile or more can make her feel warm in these circumstances. All she cares about is the social environment inside the bus because she usually focuses on people, sometimes even against her rational will!


Outside the bus, the weather is getting colder and colder, only a smile or more can make her feel warm in these circumstances. Though the bus is crowded, she feels all alone. And there she spots a punk boy. Her intuition tells her that they are gonna have a warm trade of smiles.


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"(...) I could remember anything, whether it happened or not." (M.B.)





I guess I just remembered this story, whether it has actually happened or not...

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