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.