As I continued down the road I thought about my experience with the restaurant owner. He said his name was Michael and that the restaurant used too belong to his father, who everyone called Pappie. Michael seemed like a very kind man too me, married for seventeen years and having two children, I was happy to see his business running. Although there weren't many people in today, Michael assured me that it was just the 'Monday blues', as he called it.
Nothing against Louisiana but this town was much nicer than I thought I'd run into. Nice family owned businesses, suburban neighborhoods, and it seemed to be filled with many nice people. As I strolled down the road I'd wave and smile at anyone crossing my path. Too my Surprise most smiled and waved right back.
Along my journey I learned to never expect anything from anywhere, or judge any person by where they live. I've met good people in rich neighborhoods and rude people in poor ones, bad people with money and good people with nothing. A general rule I try to live by is that if you're kind to a person, they will be kind back no matter who they are. Throughout this trip it has proved to be true almost all of the time, with anything in life though there have to be exceptions.
It started getting dark and it was time too find a place to spend the night. I've never been a fan of the park bench or dark alley though. Normally I'll find a field or some place open and quiet to let my dreams soar. After about forty five minutes I came across a grass field on the edge of a neighborhood. Seemed quiet enough and dark enough to get a good nights rest, so I found some tall grass, grabbed my blanket and drifted off under the stars.
"Jessica what, what are you doing here?"
We had a fight, about something stupid that I can't even remember now. I got pissed and she had left the house. I couldn't stay there either so I took off with only one thing in mind, trouble. I pulled into the bar parking lot around ten. Not long after eleven I was headed home with some blonde I'd only just met. I had been drinking, was upset, and clearly wasn't thinking. I threw open the door and we were on the couch when I heard the door opening. "Jessica what, what are you doing here?"
