Building a Story Watching One Person, Never Speaking a Word

UPDATE - This post was originally published 8.18.23.  It's been awhile, but I have seen this man recently.  Updates soon to follow.

Did he always walk that way? A shorter man with a seemingly Tom Cruise puffed up chest. It was as if he was carrying one of those large inflatable beach balls but his arms dangled at his sides. Each step swinging his opposing arms forward and back.

It's been a couple of weeks since I have seen him. I hope he is okay.

This will be added to as time progresses...to be continued...

It's been months, but I finally saw him again at the train station. As always, he was in a rush. Seemingly being chased by the ghosts of his past. The antagonizing specters of his peers, the forlorn love lost in a losing battle. The sadness has never healed, the cracks of his heart continuing to increase the wedge between his reality and fantasy.