Everything:infravermelho

"What are you looking for?"
exscuse me?
I looked at the stranger. standing on the gray with cold on his nose.
"Hm?"
What am I looking for?
He asked with a persistancy. like if I told him he could point out exactly where to find it.
"Oh, nothing. I suppose."
what can he know. how could he possible help me. he cant even help himself.
"Alright then,"
he said looking at me as though he knew I was lying.
"Whatever it is just make sure its not something you already have."
I turned to walk away, not paying a cent of attention to this man on the street.
he must be on something.
as I walked to the wall of the next alley I stopped.
what was that supposed to mean anyways?
I turned back to where the man was standing, fiddling with something in his hands.
"What do you mean?"
this boldness of clarifying with people was new for me and got me in arguments often.
"It's simple,"
he said. as if he gave this advice all the time.
"no point in looking for something you already have. but sometimes we do it often."
he trailed off.
as if he didnt want to talk much more about it.
well you started the coversation here bud.
"So what is it you think im looking for?"
this ought to be good.
"Lonliness."
he said.
with a confidence I hadnt seen from him before.
"make sure you don't already have it."