The invisible world

"No, I told you just to wait, no, I don't want it." The man sped through the park. Faceless figures everywhere around him. "Okay, call me when it is done. Goodbye." It was a hot summer day and he was sweating hard inside his black suit. He found a bench and sat down to catch his breath while browsing his phone. He hated the summer. Burning sun, children's noises. Constant sweating. All of them.

Then something dropped on his phone. A bird's faeces. "God damnit" Someone laughed. He turned his face towards the origin of the voice. It was a girl, she was wearing a sports top, exposing a well built body, and had an open book sitting on her lap. "Sorry, your face, it was just too funny." "Glad one of us is enjoying this." "Here" she gave him a napkin. "Thank you." he replied.

"You are exercising and reading?" The man asked. "Two things I love the most." The man took another look at the girl. Deep black eyes, Golden hair, inviting lips, and a killer body. She was actually very beautiful.

"What are you reading?" "Cathedral" "Carver? You have a great taste!" "Wow, you've read it?" "You know, I wasn't always a boring suit." He paused: "Before I started working in finance, I wanted to be a writer. " "What happened?" The girl was smiling. It was as if she actually sympathized with him. "Reality happened. I figured I was not that good. At least not enough to make a living out of it." "Did you even try?" The man looked down. They both knew the answer.

The bench they were sitting on was one of the four benches around a small square, at the center of a small square there was a statue of a blindfolded man. Offering his eyes in his hands. "It is beautiful isn't it? Beautiful and scary" the girl asked pointing at the figure. The man answered: "Yes it is. somehow I never noticed it." "They say the artist himself was blind. He is offering his eyes so others can see what he can't." The girl replied.

The man looked at the girl. She smiled. The sun was illuminating her hair like a golden crown. Children were laughing nearby. "I know it might look strange, but would you be interested in sitting here with me this same time tomorrow?" He asked. "I would like it!" She answered. He was fixated on her face, her lips, her body, he didn't even realize his phone was ringing non-stop the whole time. "It is Sarah by the way." "I'm Philip, and I can swear you just made the world a more beautiful place."