The loneliest woman in the world…
I saw the loneliest woman in the world tonight, she was waiting on the checkout line in K-Mart. She was purchasing a can of ginger ale, a small bag of pretzels and a deck of Solitaire cards. The loneliest woman in the world was buying a solitary soda, a single serving of pretzels and a deck of cards specifically designed so that you can play games with yourself. I felt sorry for the loneliest woman in the world. I wanted to invite her over to my house and give her the use of my coffee table so that should could play Solitaire, drink her ginger ale and eat her pretzels. At least then she would have a tangential brush with another human. I would not let it go any further than that because the loneliest woman in the world could very well be a serial killer or a really, truly, utterly boring, but very talkative person. Actually, I would rather have a serial killer in my house than a talkative person that was really, truly and utterly boring. I never said I was a normal person. Anyway, tonight I saw the loneliest woman in the world, she was in Riverhead, New York, in the K-Mart, on a Wednesday night. She was buying a soda, a bag of pretzels and a deck of Solitaire cards. I hope she enjoyed her evening.