Aha! So there is something!

I found this as a draft on the posting log. I don't remember now what it was supposed to be about, but I guess I didn't like it enough to post it. I guess it's up to you to say-- although even I can't think of much to say about it. It only gets curious at the end. It's said I wrote it in June. (No wonder I don't remember.)

The man was only a couple meters away, but with every glance of mine, it seemed like he was ever so more distant than in reality. The hallway was full of busy life, many people walking through the hallway in a hurry, others waiting in line like myself for their ticket number.

I was in a bank, waiting for my number to be called, expecting a afternoon full of bills to pay. The line was especially long for being Wednesday.

I peeked at the time, and it was 2 o'clock. Twenty minutes had passed since the wonderful man had entered the building. I wasn't the only one looking at him, for many other women seemed to sigh with every movement that he made. Even mothers with there children could not help but stare.

What's so special about this man? He had this elegance about him. Well dressed and not too young, he was in his golden years of the thirties.

He was nor in the line nor sitting on one of the chairs. He had been reading a small book intently, his glasses complementing his brown eyes. I was dying to know what the book was, but it seemed like a costom made cover made out of leather.

For one second I thought he had taken a glance at me, as I might have stared too long, but when my heart skipped a beat, as he raised his head up to look around, I always seemed mistaken.

It was only until I had 4 people in front of me left, that I realized he was coming towards me. Or at least I thought so. In reality he was greeting a friend, or a coullege, a very tall man in a suit, with the darkest pair of eyes I had ever seen. How did I not notice this man behind me?

"So you're ready, are you?" The dark eyed man asked.
"More than ready, Zac."