She was on the Down Escalator I was on the up Escalator. She smiled at me in such a way I knew she was that perfect
girl.... the girl of my dreams. I quickly got off the Escalator and followed her down in
hope that I might meet her or get her name or
fly with her to Paris or.... but she was no-where to be found and I knew I would think about her and would come back to this same place for a few days at the same time in hopes that I had stumbled across her routine and I would become part of it and see her again. But then I feared that she too would become just another STP
Girl... Same
Time, Same Place...I would go and
play my part out in my Diving Dream.... but in truth I would likely never see her smile again.