Window Shopping

In his dream, he was back at college,
not his college, but college, and he
didn’t fit in; he was all alone; he
never went to basketball games;
he never went to football games;
he never went to games. On
weekends he just roamed the
campus; walked the couple blocks
to town and window shopped;
his personality got him through;
he was popular and nice-looking;
he had a good sense of humor
which would serve him well
in his chosen line of work; he’s
now an old man and he woke
up from that dream to the stark
realization that he just plain never
fit in.

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