Well this Romeo has found his Juliette...except for the whole poison and suicide part. I met her a totally random encounter. Now whether she had the exact same thought cross her mind as I did remains to be said, and we have discussed it at small length. I don't remember the exact dialogue as I didn't record the conversation word for word, so pardon if I miss a few details or add one or two words. She was quite a wonder to behold, with those green eyes saying to me, "Hi, do you know *other un-named person I'm not naming at this time*, why yes, yes I do. Ok, cool, I grew up with *un-named person* and is/was best friend of *un-named person*". The End...or was it, dun dun dun. To make a long and quite entertaining story short, because I am quite tired at the moment, we ended meeting up for lunch everyday. On Sunday we hung out after she got off work for about 3 maybe 4 hours, stopping by a few establishments that sell necessities of life. Afterwords we said our goodbyes, and left to go home. I knew that we both shared many of the same personality traits that make hanging out together so amazing, and I decided to go for it. So in view of this humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both villian and victim in this very vagabondish state I call my life, I am no longer the vagabond. I have a purpose, I have a heading in which to set a course. This is who I have become, and this is who I am.
