Lonely Hearts · Ref. 0082
Fifty-two. I have a shed with a chair in it, and I go out there to think, and what I think about, almost exclusively, is the shed. Seeking someone who will sit in a second chair I have not yet bought, in a shed that cannot accommodate it.
Two more from this week
- I have been described, by my own sister, at a family lunch, in front of a trifle, as the human equivalent of a waiting room. I did not argue, because I had nothing prepared, which rather proved her case. Seeking someone who needs somewhere to sit quietly until something better is ready for them.Ref. 0083
- Sixty-eight, and I have perfected a wave for passing cars that conveys friendliness without inviting a stop. It took four years and it works so well that nobody has stopped in three. Seeking someone who ignores the wave entirely and pulls over.Ref. 0084