March 17, 2014

Noodle Soup



 
A middle aged man who is lonely and depressingly realizes he is heading into his twilight years finds a young woman who is looking to be loved. Perhaps she sees him as a father figure, perhaps he sees her as a fountain of youth to give some jump to his boring life. They have a quiet dinner or two together, their emotions nervous like a piece of fine glassware in a child’ hands. One false move and it could be in pieces. For now, they are content to make small talk and laugh. She dreams of her coming life, he longs for his old one; yin and yang coming together over some noodle soup.

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