The Rainy Day Fund

She told me there is beauty in darkness. It was my first time meeting her, both of us standing side by side, staring at a canvas painted black. All around us people just walked on by, either not understanding or ignoring it's lack of color and therefore existence.

Later that evening after we got back together with our dates, we went to dinner. The tiny diner greeted us as if we were it's only guests, sitting us a table of our choice away from a window and the relative crowd of regular patrons.

The rest of the night was spent eating the almost-too-greasy-burgers, and chatting of various topics. We had just met but already we were discussing our dreams, how we could go about unlocking the future for ourselves.

Somehow I never saw her or her boyfriend again, but her words have stuck with me.