I stopped at a gas station on the way home last night, and there were two vehicles there. One was driven by a college kid from the city. He was wearing a brown suede leather jacket, and he had a black and white scarf wrapped around his neck. He had brown hair, cut kind of short, but with what must have been an intentional windswept look about it. He had round red glasses. There was sort of a soft look about him. He spent most of his time at the pump talking on his cell phone.

The other fellow was driving some sort of commercial minibus. He had popped the hood open and was checking the oil or something. He must have been about twenty years older than the college student. His skin was brownish and had a leathery look to it. He wore a jean jacket, blue jeans, and a baseball cap. His frame would best be described as rangy or whipcord. He was all lines. If I could draw, I would draw lines at his elbow, lines at his shoulders - the lines would intersect and extend past his body a few inches to emphasize the angularity of his frame. There were lines in his face too of course. He was the sort of person that a woman walking at night might decide to switch to the other side of the street rather than pass by immediately.

I think I might have gone to high school with the second guy. He looked sort of familiar. I think maybe he was a few years younger than me. A little too old to hang around with my youngest brother 12 of 12, but in the same category of people that 12 used to hang out with. Probably smoked a little weed, listened to heavy metal. Liked to fish or hunt, and work on cars. Probably he grew up and got a job, and a wife for a while, and spawned a couple of brats, and he would come home at night and sit and drink beers and sit in front of the television, and some nights he would go out with his friends, and he would come back and start an argument. And then she left him or he left her and the job went away or he left it, and he went through a few jobs and a few more girlfriends, and went some places and came back. And this is where he is now, driving a minibus for the government, seeing his kids every now and then, and with another girlfriend sometimes. Still drinks too much every now and then.