May 10th, 2015

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The Window of My Mind

The Window of My Mind
Pittsburgh­_ Late Fall 2005

Settling his backpack on his left shoulder, his book bag already snug on his right, he moved with the skill of the seasoned traveler along the too-narrow corridor, through the open doorway, down the skyway and when once inside the terminal, Justin just as skillfully wove his way through the other weary late-night travelers, each of them trying to, at last, reach their final destination. Past Starbucks and Burger King, past Cinnanbun and McDonalds, to passenger pick-up where, after snagging the at-the-head-of-the-line Yellow Cab, he and the driver, collectively, moved off into the Pittsburgh night and while their destination may have been the same, Liberty Avenue, their reasons for going there, Justin realized, couldn’t have been more different.

For him, his reasons were about confronting fear, about celebrating the rebirth of an icon, and about the staking of a claim. For the driver,  his reasons must have been about making enough money to put food on the table, maybe about getting his kid‘s teeth fixed, and maybe about taking his wife for that weekend vacation in Atlantic City. Same destination, different reasons, different journeys and neither of them wanted anything to get in their way. So, nothing did.
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