seeing things  − 12 December, 2006

I thought I saw his wife and .. their five-year-old daughter.. they have a daughter? I saw the lady and her daughter at the train station. I thought she looked familiar. I thought we used to be friends, the 3 of us, until the 2 of them were "together" and she became "girlfriend-zilla" who got jealous of "the other girl", me. It was so long ago! I'd given them space of course, found new friends, lost touch.

Then to see the little girl and her mom today, trying to get into a rush hour train, standing room only, sardine-packed.. I let them get in ahead of me. Kindness? It's hard enough to get into a rush hour train, much more with a little girl in tow. The usual thing is to push everyone aside and get yourself into the train. At first, after we were all on the train, from the corner of my eye, I thought she was looking at me. To be fair, I was looking at her, too. Then, less & less peripherally. I think she would have talked to me if I hadn't gotten off at my stop, 3 stations away. Would I have talked to her? I wonder how he's doing.. but why? It seems girlfriend-zilla gets her justification.