One gloomy day, ten wondrous seconds.
Having been lost in thought, I parked my car and walked towards the Barnes & Nobles store. When I was about twenty feet away, a man came out of the store, saw me, and opened the door for me. I snapped out of my thoughts as I realized he was right in front of me, smiled at him, said thank you, and went in.
I don't know what it was, but I was drawn to him. Or the way he looked at me, at least. The way he looked at me was truly something special. The way his eyes followed my moves the several seconds we saw each other for the first time--it was something different, something extraordinary. "You're beautiful," his sincere eyes seemed to tell me.
No, no. It wasn't just the way he looked at me. He was dressed like a teenager boy from the 1990's. And gosh, did he pull it off. He was attractive. Not only that, he carried an inexplicable joy within him. I saw in him an unrestrained curiosity of a child and a genuine humane soul. Just by his gestures and body language, and just by his decision to hold the door for me despite the fact that I was quite some distance away and he had to wait for over ten seconds, I could tell that he was really something else. Now, judging solely off of such first impressions, I may be wrong. But I couldn't be. He had to be as wonderful as he seems to be. He was just so genuine. So real. So good. Full of wonder.
I liked him. He was likable. And I could tell, he liked me too. That day, I had a lot in my mind, had slow reactions, and didn't think thoroughly what was happening in the present. But now that I've reflected back several times to this anomalous situation of a short duration, I've come to realize how special this whole occurrence was. In that ten to twenty seconds, I felt something I haven't felt in a long time. Like a sprout foreshadowing spring at the end of a harsh long winter, I felt hope refurnish from deep inside me.
That day--that gloomy day when I considered putting an end to my life as I saw myself as just another contemporary victim of men's lust--I saw hope, not only in men, but also in mankind. Somebody saw beauty and worth in me. And so that day, I grabbed onto that last beam of hope, purchased a self-development nonfiction book, and walked out of Barnes & Noble with a new heart.
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