2018 Aug 28
10 minutes: Garbage man stares at
He stares at the bin for a moment. Then shakes it off.
He was reminded of a time in his life many years ago
. A time when something like that was important
to him. But that was a distant memory
now. A life that was
Sometimes he still remembered those days fondly. But it wasn't a place he wanted to go
Not anymore. He had found a new place in his life. A new direction. One in which he believed his former life was a fool's journey
. He didn't know if he was on a new fool's journey now, but it was good
enough for him. At least for today.
He didn't need a reminder of his past
life though. That would probably result in him zoning out for the next few hours
. Lost in memories of the past. And in the paths he had taken since
It's been many years and his life had become vastly different. Not in a bad way. He was thankful
for that. More reflective in some ways.
Fortunately the rest of his route
was not very taxing on his mind. It was meditative
in a way. He had learned long ago to ignore both the people who scorned him
, and the ones who admired him out of pity. This was not their world. This was his
world. And his world travelled around town at low speeds, the sun drifting slowly across the sky as the breeze occasionally lifted his hair off his forehead.There would be rest
for his mind at the end of the day.Something he couldn't say
he had before.