True story: Angelina Jolie criss-crossed my path yesterday. She smiled at me... or at least in my direction. Who knows why. I believe that our eyes met but through a double layer of glaze who can be sure. My vision was obscured by stardust; her expression veiled with a benevolent mask that read 'Yes I Am She'. For a split second we were but an arms length apart. I was so stunned I can't recall what she was wearing (light simple dress?)
She floated by me with arm bent at the elbow, hand raised up but dangling from a limp wrist --a royal being waiting for her subjects to kiss it? Here, alas, my story ends. I am unable to share the where and the why since I'd like to keep my day job.
(Must read link for new readers: A History of... Angelina Jolie)