Find Me

Watching her hold her cigarette, I couldn’t stop from saying: “As a French poet once said, some people smoke to put nicotine in their veins, others to put a cloud between them and others.”

Is it that you don’t like people, or that you just grow tired of them

I can’t stand being by myself yet I can’t wait to be alone. Look at me. I am alone here on a train, happy to be with my book, away from a man I won’t ever love, but I would much rather talk to a stranger. No offense, I hope.”

“I hate to see anyone hurt.”

with strangers opening up is easy.”

“Is it that you don’t like people, or that you just grow tired of them and can’t for the life of you remember why you ever found them interesting?”

with strangers opening up is easy.”

“Is it that you don’t like people, or that you just grow tired of them and can’t for the life of you remember why you ever found them interesting?”

Loneliness. I can’t stand being by myself yet I can’t wait to be alone.

I’d sealed two of his sweaters in plastic bags so that they might retain his scent.