Do I know you?
Will I know you? Did I know you?
I stand around, check people out, clean up after children, and judge. I chuckle occasionally at people’s mumbles to be polite. They are always right. I see a person i know here or there, awkwardly waving. I make nice eye contact with a young gentlemen and finish with “have a great afternoon.” (Wouldn’t matter anyway.) I make lists in my head I don’t intend on fulfilling. I sing the same lines of the same songs over and over and over. I cross my fingers for something better to walk along. I only hope to stand out to someone. I anticipate “9:00PM.”