there is this guy at my job who lives outside of the building in his van. He comes in, gets his food and tea and talks to people, then goes on the street maybe outside of an other building and hangs there. At first I was unsure and thought he was going to be like other homeless dudes asking people for money.
Time went by and I got to know him now we can just talk without weird silences or awkward pauses.
Tonight is my last night on Long Island and I’m sitting in the car outside my job and I parked next to his van. I didn’t see him at first but then saw him coming out of the store, got into his van but didn’t see me .
When he started the van and started backing up I tuned my head and waited until he looked my way then waved and acknowledged him.
Then the biggest smile appeared on his face, he waved back at me almost coming to a full stop and his hand just lingered waving at me for a long 3 seconds. Then he slowly backed up and honked his horn as he was leaving.
His genuine happy face imprinted in my brain. As I smiled and uncontrollably mumbled “I love him”.
It meant the world to me that seeing him smile for a whooping 3 second.
Time stopped and everything was joy. I wasn’t thinking about anything at that moment I was just being and I was just in a pure state.