I eat pie when is the sun high,
I like to buy pie,
If I don't eat pie I cry,
When I can't get pie I sigh,
Without pie I would die,
Actually I would survive,
I would just eat Thai.

I always find myself thinking about life when I eat Thai food alone.
And I can't help but wonder why it's taking so long for one person (myself) to get their meal to-go.

The people at the table next to my seat are laughing at me.... And that's okay.
As they pretend to be engaged in a double date conversation I'm listening to the sounds of pianos and flutes play softly in the background.

I'm taken far away to the highest of clouds where life doesn't seem so bad.
Then in a flash I'm back on the ground running through the wild woods searching for my one true love.... But he's not real right now.

Black flashes over white and in an instant we are stuck in a photograph.
That's life...you said.
That's life... I whispered.

And in that moment that my food arrived and the memories of you and I fade... I realize....

That's just life.