¨Misery Loves Company¨

Sitting in a restaurant on a cold winter day.

Wind blowing and steam flowing.

Sipping on tea, eating some Lemon Rice Soup.

All alone in a booth that can fit four or five more people.

Wishing you had other people sitting in the booth with you.

Can’t invite anybody because they all have their separate lives.

It’s just a lonely day.

Wishing you had company with you.

You know what they say.

¨Misery Loves Company¨