this morning #2317.

this morning, the shine off of the hood of the car had him entranced. it wasn’t a fancy car at all but he stood there stunned on the sidewalk. gazed at the ink black paint all the way down, amazed that whoever owns this majestic vehicle was able to get it so squeaky clean. didn’t seem at all possible. like something out of a dream. he kept leaning in, as if doing so might reveal some minuscule blemish that would prove that this was still real life. shook his head in wonder. it’s a shame but folks just don’t take care of their vehicles like they used to. this here car gave him hope though. hope that integrity isn’t dead yet. belief in the american dream. as the awe washed over him, a man came out of a nearby store, got in the car & drove away. not the type of guy he’d pictured, but it’s ok.