This happened yesterday
I saw you! I took the first seat upon entering the semi-crowded library, facing the corridor between the bookshelves. Reading about refugee rights and non-refoulement (pronounced the French way please), and getting a tad bit bored, I saw you walk past briskly, to the fourth shelf. Wearing your backpack, hat and scarf, just the way you do. It had to be you. You disappeared behind the books, as I craned my neck trying to get a better look. Then mini-skirt girl with bra strap showing intervened. Grump*
A few minutes later, you crossed once again! But this time you stopped, stood in the middle of the corridor and looked me straight in the eye. As if waiting for some acknowledgement. For five whole seconds (I counted). It felt like those moments when you forget there are other people within your field of vision. Slightly taken aback, yet secretly excited, I pretended to stare into space. You know I can't make eye contact. But this time, maybe I did.
It WAS you.
Before I could get up and walk down towards you, you turned your back, and started walking in the opposite direction. Dropped your backpack on the floor and sat to read. Casually, I pretended to be lost and inched my way to where you sat. And there you were. With your bald patch, drooping shoulders and wrinkled neck.