as i was walking into downtown earlier this afternoon, i saw a gentleman with a guitar strapped to his back walk in front of stopped traffic and offer a flower to the annoyed drivers of the cars. knowing that i was soon to deal with this stranger, i put my guard up a little bit and tried not to make eye contact. i'm pretty good with people, but i think i hate strangers. at least, i hate being alone around strangers.
"hey bro! hey!"
i turned to face him.
"i just stole two dollars from the catholic church! god's gonna be pissed! i'm gonna buy a beer with it!"
i was so caught off guard by what he said that i actually laughed out loud really, really hard. i smiled at him and told him to enjoy.
he saw a car full of old women, walked up to them and said, "I LOVE YOU GUYS!!" The old women in the car were tickled and replied, "and we love your britches!"
i didn't notice his britches.
maybe it's because i'm up here alone with no true obligations yet, but i've been doing a lot of self-reflection and re-examining of a lot of aspects of my life. i think this has left me vulnerable to new experiences like this one and the conversation in the previous post. perhaps "open" is the better word.
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