Saw a young woman in a truckstop parking lot tonight. Local entertainment. She was pretty; wearing blue jeans and a white tank top. Working it when she walked, making eye contact. I’ve been thinking about that girl, and her life. Sometimes I wish I could take pictures of the people I see out here; just to remember them. When she came back through the parking lot, she pulled up her shirt to show me her muscled belly. I had to wonder how long it will remain so enticing.