An Old Man or Two
On my way to the post box this morning--instead of each house here having a mailbox with that little flag at the end of your driveway every street has a big box with compartments.. like in an apartment building, anyway on my way I walked passed these two old men having a conversation, all seemed normal. On my way back one of the old men went inside his house and the other looked stranded and confused.. he started walking diagnally across the street but he was doing it in this slanty kind of a way like he was trying to look around an imaginary corner while crossing the street diagnally and in addition he was headed right for where I was headed. I knew that if we both maintained our current paths and speed we would walk right into eachother (he would have slantily of course), I'm getting ahead of myself but I suspect that he for some reason wanted to walk into me. Seeing that I was about to walk into this strange slanted old man with scattered witnesses watering their cars and cleaning their gardens I started to slow down, but he was going so slow it was impossible, I started back at my normal speed and he saw but he kept moving. To avert a disaster I had to go way into the middle of the street navigating past him, as I was overtaking him I turned and greeted him, and he gave me a tired bitter look as though he was upset that he hadn't blocked my way, then greeted me back. At least I think he did at least, all he said was 'Morning', so he could have been trying to inform me of the time or day, or even been in the process of launching into a long story as I walked away. The issue I have is that once he was on the other side he stopped and there wasn't anything to stop for where he stopped. I didn't look back again when I turned the corner but I do suspect he's still standing there at the curb.
