stranger on a bus

The other day a guy on the bus turned around and started telling me his life story. Not his life from childhood on but his present life. I was surprised because everyone is so reserved here in this state. What made him suddenly start talking? Is he not from here? I actually like it when strangers talk to me. I want to know what is behind the blank masks of the people on the bus and the streets and in the stores. As long as they are not asking me for money or sex (which seems to be the primary reason I am approached), I am happy to listen.

He showed me pictures of his baby, talked about living with the baby's mother but not being intimate because they had broken up. Complained about people being judgmental about their age gap. (Nine years - I don't think age should be a big deal as long as both people are happy). He is a stripper for gay clubs. Goes on road trips sometimes to Wisconsin. Works the bars on Hennepin Avenue. If he hadn't told me I never would have guessed. He was muscular and fit. I may have thought he was a construction worker or some other laborer. Rather intense. Said he would never do drugs because he wanted to be a good father to his little girl. Good for him. I hope he stays true to that.

Now who will I meet next? The bus and bus stops seem to be the best place as far as I am concerned. We just had a blizzard though. The colder it is outside, the colder the people are. They take on the weather's characteristics.