The girl on the train doesn’t even know I exist. This is evident by her “you don’t exist to me” t-shirt. I tried for 257 consecutive days to work up the courage to speak to her but fear, lack of confidence and running after the train, left me exhausted. When there are so many words that can be used, it’s hard to know the right ones to choose. Should I talk to her about stamp collecting, train spotting or collecting stamps about trains? Sometimes I just drift aimlessly which is not a good thing for a pilot. I have a dream where I actually speak to the girl on the train and this is how I feel afterwards:
I think the hay is stacked against him.
Ah, I see what you done there!
An attempt at being clever! 😉
True but a successful attempt at being clever!
That haystack might just come in handy.
He’s on top of the world on top of that haystack.
Like a farmer who pines to work on Wall Street and is rescued by the Federation army? May the force be with you.
And also with you.
Call me romantic, but I think that if this guy showed up with one of those “force” swords, I could be swept away and consider marrying him especially if he serenaded me like this.
And it’s his force sword (wink, wink) that would sway you? 🙂
There’s only a few truly epic moments in life and that there picture is one of them.