domingo, 11 de noviembre de 2012

There's a guy...

There's a guy sitting on a park bench reading a newspaper...
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He puts the newspaper down and looks around. He tries to see what surrounds him, but he is not able to. Something is preventing his view. He pays more attention to it, and discovers it is a person, passing with a small cart, selling flowers. Once this person passes, he tries to see again.

In this park he finds people playing, sunbathing, eating... They are all having fun. There is a boy playing with a dog, throwing a frisbee that the dog catches and brings to him to throw again. Also, there are thre kids running about. Their mother calls to them because lunch is ready; they are having sandwiches. A  young couple is some metres to their right, and they are, it looks, on their first date: they look timid and nervous, but nontheless happy.

Where are these people? They are at a park. The man sees the park. He realises everything is covered in grass, and there are trees everywhere. Some hills are there, too. As it is midday, the sun is shinning in splendour, softly caressing the hills and everything on the park, making it feel its warmth. There are no clouds to be seen today, and a sweet breeze gently brushes against the leaves of the trees. They look very green, making the trees be blooming with life. There are some birds flying around, and some pecking on the bread crumbs two girls are throwing them. Also, there is a humming bird feeding from a bed of flowers nearby. As the breeze passes through it, towards our guy, he feels the soft cool and he smells those flowers. They are very sweetly scented.

He takes out a sandwich he has brought with him and tries a bit. The flavour is just perfect. It has everything a sandwich wants: some ham, some cheese, one or two slices of tomato, fresh bread and just the right amount of mayonnaise. Simple, but his favourite meal in the whole world.

He looks at the cart the man is carrying, full of recently cut flowers, ready to be sold. It is a wooden cart, easy to carry, and the man looks fresh. He is evidently offering flowers to the people at the park, and he approaches the young couple. The young man buys a small bouquet for the girl, and she looks really pleased and kisses him. Then, the salesman turns towards our guy, and speaks to him.

Our guy, with a very calm face, looks at him but doesn't say a  word. He can't hear him, but he knows good things are about to come true.

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