Two lovers: a fantasy

While driving home from work today, I saw a man pulled over on the side of the road. His emergency lights were on, but I didn't see a flat tire, his vehicle had Washington state liscence plates. As I drove up beside him, where I happened to stop at a red light I noticed he was looking at a map. Then, while I waited at the light, he pulled around behind me and I noticed his face. He was young, perhaps mid-twenties. I knew then that he was lost and I wondered to where he was trying to go.

I imagined that he was deeply in love and missed this girl -- who must be lovely -- so much that on a whim he jumped into his car and drove straight to Reno. Of course, he'd never been to Reno so naturally, he was lost! Which, by the way, also explains the map.

I knew he'd find the girl his heart pined for eventually and that he'd arrive at her door, most likely with flowers in hand. And she'd be so pleased to see him that she would cry as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked kisses all over his face. He would laugh and might even get misty eyed, but he would not cry himself.

The two lovers would be united again and I would feel that I had palyed some part in their romance by noticing his red car on the side of the road and the fact that he was reading a map, which ultimately is how he was able to find her! Needless to say, I came home feeling quite pleased about the whole ordeal.