Woman with Cloak

A long cold walk home, dishes done, tea cooked, dishes re'done and I'm now ready for bed. Thankfully I'm off college tomorrow. The woman in question wore a cloak of black. She passed me hurriedly then disappeared in the crowd. I reached my bus stop and decided to go into the co-op for something. As i walked in, she walked out. We exchanged a few pleasantries then went our separate ways. There is no lovey dovey feelings, no sexual feelings, just a lingering memory that stays in situ. Maybe there is a reason, maybe there is nothing but a passing fancy. Ours is not to know. Anyway, I'm practising abstinence at present so reasoning seems redundant. If I'm to know then it shall come in time. Till then I have work to do.