Todd WootenOct 28, 20231 min readLunch Time EscapeRated 0 out of 5 stars.No ratings yetAn aging sandwich lies alone on a paper wrapper.The mysterious loner clutches his bookdoling out his daily therapy.The empty chair across the tableserves as the perfect lunch date.Thankful the dreaded words, "Mind if I join you?"are not addressed to him like an unwelcome letter.Presented with the opportunityhe vanishes into the page.His eyes lift. Surrounded by the unintelligible voices of the multiplying café crowd.Competitive voices rising.My God! How many conversationscan a room hold?He rises to leave in a single movement.Transmuting food into trash.Dodging the contact of strangers and eyes.Advancing towards the Exit sign flickering.
An aging sandwich lies alone on a paper wrapper.The mysterious loner clutches his bookdoling out his daily therapy.The empty chair across the tableserves as the perfect lunch date.Thankful the dreaded words, "Mind if I join you?"are not addressed to him like an unwelcome letter.Presented with the opportunityhe vanishes into the page.His eyes lift. Surrounded by the unintelligible voices of the multiplying café crowd.Competitive voices rising.My God! How many conversationscan a room hold?He rises to leave in a single movement.Transmuting food into trash.Dodging the contact of strangers and eyes.Advancing towards the Exit sign flickering.
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