What were you really doing at the airport? I guess it's possible that you were visiting family in Missouri (though you originally said you were from Eureka), but your eyes had the flash of a liar, or a story-changer at the very least. You were speeding along crazily on something--smoking cigarette after cigarette, deflecting questions from the people outside wondering what you were still doing there-- just careening from topic to topic. Drunk RTA drivers toe a straighter line. I wanted to tell the concerned looking older couple that you were just tripping your fucking ass off (with some methamphetamines to boot), but they seemed a bit delicate.
Here are a few of the more interesting topics and assessments lit upon during our brief, yet dense, conversation(?) :
-You finally reconciled with your parents (alright!)
-You are in your third year at CWRU, but must leave, soon, to go to North Carolina. It is calling you.
-You believe in god, not necessarily as we (sic) understand god, but you lean toward a monotheistic belief system
-You are quick to revise your opinions when faced with logic and/or other opinions (see above)
-You are quick to revise your opinions when faced with the brute force of a chemical rush
-You wanted a ride to Case, and though you were told it was not going to happen, you kept asking. Perseverance! A fine quality
-You left home at fifteen. Wait-- at seventeen. Um, no--wait-- at fifteen
-You love root vegetables
-You have an idea that will help people compartmentalize and move their information around more easily. You will also assist in the procuring of more information!
-You just want to talk to people
Look here, crazy pants-- I like talking to people too. Even mentally affected people. I just think you need to relax. You're young. Back off of the hard stuff. You are asking for a world of pain. I know, you probably think you're running from it, but there is always more to come, dude. You gotta be careful.