real and unreal

Sometimes I see something, hear something, imagine something and I get an idea for a scene. Maybe it's a good looking young woman at the airline counter. A nice smile, a pleasant voice. And then there is an idea and it takes off and runs.

Other times, I see the face, I hear the voice, the scene is set...then nothing. Just that one scene is all there is. I don't know what happens before, nor after. Who she is or why. Just that for a spilt-second, I hear what she says, see the look in her eyes and believe she has done what she said.

Perhaps someday, I'll think of the rest of the story.