The loneliest woman in the world…

I saw the loneliest woman in the world tonight,
she was waiting on the checkout line in K-Mart.
She was purchasing a can of ginger ale,
a small bag of pretzels and a deck of Solitaire cards.
The loneliest woman in the world was buying a
solitary soda, a single serving of pretzels and a deck
of cards specifically designed so that you can
play games with yourself. I felt sorry for the loneliest woman
in the world. I wanted to invite her over to my house
and give her the use of my coffee table so that should
could play Solitaire, drink her ginger ale and eat her
pretzels. At least then she would have a tangential
brush with another human. I would not let it go any further
than that because the loneliest woman in the world
could very well be a serial killer or a really, truly, utterly
boring, but very talkative person. Actually, I would rather
have a serial killer in my house than a talkative person
that was really, truly and utterly boring. I never said I
was a normal person. Anyway, tonight I saw the loneliest
woman in the world, she was in Riverhead, New York, in
the K-Mart, on a Wednesday night. She was buying a soda,
a bag of pretzels and a deck of Solitaire cards. I hope she
enjoyed her evening.