New Year

We shared a moment, she assured me. Her eyes were sad. I know sad. I've seen it in the mirror. She forced her phone number on me as I began to walk away. It felt like when those door to door religions force their savior on you. Maybe I'm too nice. I put the number into my phone knowing that I'd never use it. I walked out of the bar, glad to be alone again. My life is made up of these kinds of moments.