Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Mirror Man was on the train this evening. I studied him intently, not even bothering with pretense or stealth. His demeanor seemed different than the last time I saw him. He didn't bother to even look at the cattle. He just gazed blankly out the window. It seemed like he was almost sad for some reason. When the speaker announced our arrival at the Heights station he finally pulled out of his daze and looked directly at me. More accurately, he was looking through me with a thousand yard stare. He got up and walked past me to the door, never losing the hollowness in his eyes. It was very unsettling.

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