Overheard on the bus
her: reading something earnestly to him from her phone
him: not really listening – “What? Street kids? They don’t care.”
i can’t see her face, but i can feel her horrified stare
him: “Sorry. I didn’t mean that. Of course they care.”
he goes back to his phone – she carries on glaring for a bit and then returns to her’s
a few seconds go by
him: “What I meant to say was, they don’t matter.”
Pretty much stepped into that one, didn’t he?
17.07.06 at 12.01
The sad commentary of the times is…they really DON’T care…and it doesn’t matter, actually, who ‘THEY’ are. Brilliant non the less love, as always. Then and now. xo
17.07.04 at 14.06
thanks now 🙂
17.07.04 at 15.12