WITH A FULL MOUTH
From where I sit, the sight of people who chew, wholeheartedly, with their mouths wide open, often confronts me.
Just as I ponder this again, a man still chewing on a mouthful of lobster comes within inches of my face and asks for The Way You Look Tonight.
I’m grossed out.
I start the song and my mind begins its own private monologue about how I think the way people need to start looking like tonight.
When really, I should be asking how I’m looking in the moment.
Will I be able to ask for more, if I haven’t been able to fully swallow what’s already in front of me?