I didn't, of course, once again, catch my plane on time, I think that I was about three or four days late before heading out. But the night before I left, as if I was living a nightmare or had just awaken from a dream, I walked into the café after having come in for the evening to have my late cup of coffee, which sometimes is from sunrise to sunrise, where I then looked around the place, and a room that, as I said has equally as many women as men sitting there, talking, eating, drinking, they don't serve alcohol; a soft drink or tea, etc., playing video games or sitting with friends, and quickly, though I wouldn't, and where at least until this very moment, say this is one of my ulterior motives for frequenting the place; to see a beautiful face, when I suddenly realized that there wasn't one single woman in the café. I thought it peculiar as I sat there and tried to ponder on this event, but couldn't figure out why, nor could I, maybe because of the shock, ask any of the men that either worked there or were sitting there as usual, where had they gone; though they seemed not as surprised as I was. I took it as an extraordinary coincidence, and went up to my room for a few hours before deciding to go out for supper, knowing that I would have gone back to sleep and would have awakened from the nightmare that I was now having, and things would have returned back to normal.
For some reason, though still shocked, I was not surprised that it was one of those dreams that you don't wake up from as I surreptitiously glanced into the lobby of the café while either deciding to investigate further or let the momentum of confusion pull me out of the door as I still tried to put together the pieces of this dilemma, that would have to change, at least, I'm hoping, by the time that I left the next day. That evening brought with it the same dilemma as the previous evening, as I'm still now forcing myself from one room to the other; from the café, to the lobby, into the elevator and sitting myself down and staring out of the window for answers, but this time the birds brought me no comfort, and the next morning would not release me from my torment of not seeing a group of women that I had so quickly, though it has been almost a year that I have been visiting there, fallen in love with.
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