
2 weeks ago my family went to queenstown to have branch. I was intrigued by an old man with 2 cups of coffee, and 2 bowls of porridge. similar bowl of porridge as mine. We sat there as a family. while the old man sat alone. I was to believe that he was waiting for someone. A friend, his wife?
I started on my porridge while he sat there alone and pondering.
He started eating. He ate and finished his bowl of porridge. But no sign of a companion. slowly but steady he ate the second bowl too. Why isn't his companion with him yet. He looks too full to finish that bowl of porridge.
Poor old man. He drank the cups of coffee too.
Where's your companion? widower? Have you bought the 2 bowls of porridge and coffee for a reason? Or have you forgotten that you're now alone?
Poor old man.
what do you think?