the photo that has something out of place

A young woman walked into the bar. She was like the breath of a sunny spring morning under the heavy scent of human skin, alcohol and sweat. It wasn’t that she was gorgeous or anything, she was simply a walking spring with her dress full of daisies, the little white lilies in her hair and her straw bag. Her straw bag, full of different kinds of flowers. It was so full that most of the blossoms popped up their little heads to breath and look around. Bougainvilleas, daffodils, dandelions, geraniums, poppies, jasmines and many others… Under the heavy greys and blacks and all those depressing, abyssal colors, under the smoke and with the sad little people, drowning themselves in alcohol… She didn’t fit in the picture.