Their eyes are all dry...
Sitting in the lobby, watching the people exit from just seeing EAT PRAY LOVE. All dry eyed, gazing distantly, unmoved by the dreams and drama. No one seems to have that look in their eye of seeking a mysterious stranger that could be the one who will change their life. And I don't see anyone either, but you know that I'm looking. I am ALWAYS looking... Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.2