January 9, 2010
Young Carl was playing a Life instant sweepstakes game from Rite Aid as I sat in the passenger seat and failed at making good conversation. We drove by James and Sergei's old territory--giving me a chance to reflect on the dinner parties and good times. I observed their local gas station through the icy window and questioned my expectations when I decided to meet angst-ridden Carl...treading through the snow to the movie theater next door because I didn't want him to know where I worked. Gone are the days of meeting people easily it seems.