Today as I was giving the kid at the gas station my 30 bucks, the kid said something to me.
He said: " Long day?"
I noticed he had one of those eyes that doesn't look in the same direction as the other one, and crooked teeth. I smiled wordlessly.
"I can see it in your eyes, " he told me, "It will get better."
"It isn't bad, " I said.
"I know. But you won't be as tired, or maybe as lonely as you are right now."
He handed me my change, and smiled kindly as I pulled back onto the road, hoping he was right.