hugs

On my walk to the video store, a young lady walking ahead of me was having a heated discussion on the telephone. Respecting privacy is a big issue for me, but attempting to ignore the phone drama was impossible as the young lady took the the convo from the parking lot indoors and roamed the aisles aimlessly, at times shouting into the cellphone. She made known to everyone in the store through a brilliant monologue that she was in a long distance relationship, that she was not secure in the said relationship, and has "options" if the said relationship was to come to an abrupt end. Then she brought up a subject that will clear the room every time...she said she was lonely. 

   Here I was on a lonely afternoon browsing the video store for a rental. My heart six thousand miles away. Slowly the rage and annoyance faded away and I started to see myself yelling into a cellphone. A few minutes earlier I imagined myself walking up to her, grabbing the cellphone, flipping it shut and tossing it across the room (as the fellow patrons cheer and clap). The image changed into me walking up and giving Miss shall we call her cellphone faux pas(?) a big, big hug. Not because I thought that she really needed it...because just then, at that exact moment I really needed it.