Going home last night I sat in the metro. Across from me sits a young woman trying to ignore ... well basically everything, a true poker face, blank eyes and staring into nothing. The next stop two men walk in and one decides to sit next to her - still no chance in her expression - and the other one sits next to me.
The man next to me was carrying several bags and out of one he lifts a bottle in a brown bag and takes a zip.
The man opposite of him - yes next to the poker faced woman - looks at him and then the following conversation starts:
"Is that a single malt?"
"Nope just some pick-me-up"
"Sounds good, sounds good. Are you sharing?"
"Yeah sharing, like in the spirit of the holidays"
"Nope I am not spiritual at all."
"Oh good, cause I should not be drinking with my medication and all..."
Still no change in her facial expression and I know she is listening...
"What kind of medication would that be?"
"To stop the voices"
The conversation now hangs in the air.. what can you say after such a reply, right?
But I made a little bet with myself that she will get up within 10 seconds, even though she kept her cool.
"Do you hear the voices often?"
"Yes... even now..."
She only gave me a quick look and gone she was.
I smiled and the little girl inside was doing a little victory dance.. I won... I won...!
The men kept talking with each other and I returned to my book. A good beginning of the 2011.
Have a wonderful 2011 filled with good conversations, little victories, good health and a lot of smiles!