Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Riffs on Thinking about Velcro

This woman, a friend of mine, told me, we were having coffee at Starbucks, told me that she woke up thinking about Velcro.

"I woke up thinking about Velcro," my friend said, stirring a Splenda packet into her Starbucks latte.

When she told me that she woke up thinking about Velcro, about the ingenious way it fastens, but that in spite of the noisy rip, it comes apart easily, I knew she was getting a divorce.

It's interesting how each sentence tips in a slightly different direction.  

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