“Not only the thirsty seek the water, the water as well seeks the thirsty.” – Rumi
Walking down the path near the lake, contemplating the early morning silence, glad to be alone.
Sitting on a bench was a young women. She looked sad. Suddenly our eyes met and I could have been peering into a 40 years younger me in a mirror. I recognized the tell-tale signs of the aftermath of an argument, the search for reasons behind unreasonable situations. How often, then, I’d wished for someone to be there, just be present so I didn’t feel so alone. We smiled. I hesitated only for a moment and went over to her.
“How about a cup of coffee?” I smiled.
“Yes, that would be great!” She replied.
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