sad alone or together?
June 4, 2014 I'm sitting at a cafe near Benrath Schloss, alone. I was having a Französisch Frühstuck (French breakfast) and looked up as I finished my last bite of croissant. There was an old man sitting few tables away from me. He was most likely in his 50s and was staring blankly at midair. By the looks of all the plates and the two coffee cups, he doesn't seem to be alone. But he sits there alone, taking in the noise coming from the other side of the cafe filled with older ladies yapping away as if they hadn't seen each other in ages. Source: http://torinodiary.wordpress.com/tag/cafe/ Isolated in the corner, from the rest of the noise in the cafe, he sat and observed. There was a moment, for a brief second when he and I felt the same sense of serenity from this cafe. But all of it vanished as his partner, or so I assume, walked up and sat to the chair across of him. They sat there in silence. I couldn't tell whether they were appreciating each others p...