woke in slumberland

...but you were part of my dream, too.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

You're a Good Man, C.B.... But Nice Guys Finish Last

This morning i saw the most beautiful girl in the world. She was a black girl who had stopped to help an old black lady get her metro ticket from the machine. Slim, dressed all in black, wearing a plain sleeveless top, her long hair delicately and tastefully braided, she had the face of a modern Nefertiti, or Cleopatra (only softer, less imperious). She stood a few meters away from me in the metrorail, and i wished i could go up to her, and just smile and talk together about so many little nothings.

But i couldn't do it, anymore than Charlie Brown could ever cross the schoolyard to speak to the little red-haired girl.

There's a little Charlie Brown in all of us.


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