Dreamers, Love Dreams Can Actually Come True

On Friday, as I waited for the train in the middle of the day (a thing I do now that I'm jobless), a guy started talking to me. I was listening to messages on my phone and as soon as I put my phone away he half sprinted to me. A nerdy white guy, his hands were shaking when he spoke to me. He was nice enough and non-threatening, so I didn't stop the conversation, even though I wasn't interested.

Once I told him that I was in a relationship, though, he quickly ended things. He did want to give me his card, though- just in case, I guess. He handed it to me as we both got on the train. We sat across from each other. I looked down at his card.



A little hard to read here, but it says:
"Cabaret Extraordinaire
Dreamers, Love Dreams Can Actually Come True"

followed by his name and the title of "Creator, Composer, and Cellist."

As I was looking at the most unusual business card that I've ever been handed, I noticed he started talking to the woman who was sitting next to him. Even though I wasn't interested in the guy, I was still offended that he was chatting it up with someone else right in front of me. I know I probably don't get to be mad about that. And even it ended sadly, as she started showing him her engagement pictures. Zero for two- this guy wasn't very good at picking out single women. When she got off at Grand Street, I heard him say "good luck with the wedding," as she dashed off. I got off at Grand Street, too. I wondered if he would continue to chat it up with the next woman who sat down next to him and beyond that, if this was him following his "love dream."