He looked around the cafeteria, and he crossed into a a day dream, where each of the faces, the people looking at the screen had their own memories like this. Individual rituals. Its why we all do it.
A guy next to him belched, and someone else coughed. Bringing him out of this state of awareness.
He looked at his phone. A smaller screen but more intimate. You didn't really watch peoples phones in the same way. Maybe a text would come up, or a snap. It was deeper than just that other thing. He looked at the TV again. Attractive hosts covered in make-up were doing a countdown of best goals, or maybe it was just the best this week in sports. Athletes sprang and jumped, dived and fell into greatness.
He looked at his plate, he had left the crust, because he didn't really like it, he always got a water and a Powerade. Lately too a coffee out of habit. There was no way he could drink that now he thought to himself. He had already put creamer in it.
From his bag he pulled out a thermos, opening it he sniffed inside. Nope unusable at the current moment. Yesterdays or the days before coffee was still there.
A guy next to him belched, and someone else coughed. Bringing him out of this state of awareness.
He looked at his phone. A smaller screen but more intimate. You didn't really watch peoples phones in the same way. Maybe a text would come up, or a snap. It was deeper than just that other thing. He looked at the TV again. Attractive hosts covered in make-up were doing a countdown of best goals, or maybe it was just the best this week in sports. Athletes sprang and jumped, dived and fell into greatness.
He looked at his plate, he had left the crust, because he didn't really like it, he always got a water and a Powerade. Lately too a coffee out of habit. There was no way he could drink that now he thought to himself. He had already put creamer in it.
From his bag he pulled out a thermos, opening it he sniffed inside. Nope unusable at the current moment. Yesterdays or the days before coffee was still there.
