On a road you never chose yourself

Even birds couldn't stand these hot summer days. City surrounded everybody with its glowing from the Sun, stones, asphalt and annoying cars. The drivers stuck in the traffic seemed to be half-dead. It seemed like not only the water evaporated but also everything humane with it.
I was exhausted just by the thought that I would have to go to there through such weather. But it was not up to me to make a final decision. Sometimes it's a great experience when you find something valuable on a road you've never chosen for yourself.

Having strolled in a lemur like way through the spikes of the sun right into the car, I have turned the ignition on and felt the sweet airfall of the cold conditioner that fell right onto my face. I love such little but joyful moments. Passing trees waved to me as if they were asking me to help and save them and I smiled back wondering about my imagination.

He called me a week ago and wanted to meet me, but I was out of town with all my errands that new boss throws on my head.

We agreed to meet in a bar, not so far from the high school where we both used to go.

In my memories, he was a rock star, a sex bomb, a football player, a guitar solo. All the girls I knew wanted to have sex with him right in the locker room and most of them did. I never liked him for that.

He could not look straight into my face.
I remembered his eyes full of hell's fire, which you would never want to touch; some mad energy and an insane unstoppable will gleamed through them.
Now I could not see a single trait of a man that he used to be. It all was gone... Ashes and smoke took place of a young man that I used to fear and honor secretly.

He sat at front of me and started to talk. I listened to every word he was saying and without interrupting… learning what he had become.

Mixed feeling s were all over my heart. I have not seen him since graduation and we never talked to each other since then. He went to a med school and I started working as a salesman. He never called… And now I sit here and listen to all the stories he had in past ten years like I always was his best friend.

to be continued...