Tuesday, April 13, 2004
Agitated, his back was against the wall, his arms were crossed, and his feet were tapping out unknown rhythms. He stared straight ahead as I walked towards the photocopy room to finish up my closing duties.
I thought about how maybe just one wave may reassure him. I foolishly believed that maybe one familiar face could be a haven.
As I exited the photocopy room I faced him and waved. He stared right through me.
I left the glass enclosed room, watched him from the other side of the doors as he paced around the room carrying a back pack, a laptop, and garbage bag whose load was far too much for its weak material. It looked like it was about to break.
I thought about how maybe just one wave may reassure him. I foolishly believed that maybe one familiar face could be a haven.
As I exited the photocopy room I faced him and waved. He stared right through me.
I left the glass enclosed room, watched him from the other side of the doors as he paced around the room carrying a back pack, a laptop, and garbage bag whose load was far too much for its weak material. It looked like it was about to break.
