Friday, December 28, 2007

Drive-Thru Reflections

Nosy as ever, I found myself peering in to the driver's side mirror of the car two spots in front of me to see what the girl driving looked like.  She caught me looking - and yes, she was cute - and I smiled at her.  She smiled back at me and kept her eyes in her mirror while she received her bag of food.  Then she just drove off.

Made me think of a few times when there was some sort of click - some sort of minute and immediate and just there connection with some girl I could have talked to - and I just didn't.  I talked myself out of it for some reason or other.  Really, why the hell didn't I just say hi?  Make a quick introduction and see where it went?

Really, when did I become such a pussy?