A couple of days ago I was standing at Flinders Street waiting for my train. I couldn't help but notice a couple sitting nearby. The man was very good looking. The woman was not. He was well groomed and was wearing nice clothes. She was dishevelled and wearing an unflattering track suit. They were physically mismatched.
Was she a beauty when they first met and has since let herself go? Or maybe, it was the other way around?
Just as I was starting to wonder about their back story, the train pulled up to the platform and I realised that perhaps I'm just being shallow.