The Talk

I'm at Cafe Ladro right now, and there is this couple having a plenty-loud version of The Talk a couple tables away. Where things are with them, where they might go, and time and work, and to analyze or not to analyze their status...what Seattle and now and this point here and now means to them... and it's very loud and awkward, it seems like they don't know eachother very well. I can understand everything over the loud jazz playing, and it makes me want to pack up my Gmail and my online NYtimes and go home, because I find my own dating enough, and don't need the stress of yours, thank you. I can see the other people at the cafe tables (in)conspicuously looking at them and eachother, haha. This can't end well.