we're both waiting in this same line, for the same reasons. i turn a little to my right, and see the boy from a couple nights ago. my neighbor? yeah, i guess neighbor. we make eye contact and all the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. he gets a little closer and i literally feel the coldness of his heart radiating from his being. i don't even have to touch him for goosebumps to appear on my skin from the change of temperature. i look back down to my muddy shoes.
why did i have to take the muddy route?