As I wait for him to weigh the chicken, I start thinking, I wonder if he is a writer? Does he go home and sign in on his computer to a writing site such as writing.com? Does he have a blog online on blogger.com or word press? Maybe he doesn't go online to write but he has a drawer full of scribbled papers that he hopes to build into a novel one day. I mean- that is a possibility, right?
Sometimes I look at someone and think, "He looks like a writer." What does a writer look like? I mean, seriously? We walk down the street and cross the road because we think someone looks like a thug. As if there is some picture in a dictionary somewhere next to the definition of criminal or thug and that person walking towards us is a perfect match.
We judge so many people by the way they look, or ...nowadays...by the way they don't look. If they have or don't have a certain type of clothing, we put them into a certain box. We judge by what we see on the outside- and in actual fact the only thing that really counts is what is on the inside!!
The outside, more often than not, can simply be a mask.....