Veronique

*You're enjoying your tea while you write a paper. Outside at the river bridge you see a beautiful woman waiting. As the day continues, you occasionally look outside, and see her there still, waiting even hours later as night begins to fall. You decide to ask her what she's doing. She replies,* I'm waiting for a blind date, but let's be real, they're probably not going to show up! Whew, I'm exhausted.