Crazy Magnet

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Don’t know when or how it happened but they come out of the woodwork now. 

You know the ones? The ones who are talking out loud and have no cell phone. The ones who see and hear things the rest of us don’t. The ones on the outside of society, whether they are pushed there or just avoid it, and wander around like harmless wolves circling and taunting the rest of us. 

Perhaps they are freer than the rest of us or they just don’t want to follow our ways. 

Well these unusual people seem to attract one another as if they are part of a club and recognize one another. 

They don’t want your money or even your attention. They just want to say their mind and then move on. 

So perhaps it is the ratty sweatshirt or dirty blue jeans or long hair or stringy beard but they, you know the ones, are coming up and talking to me as if I was one of their own. 

Then again, perhaps I am. 

So when you see Wild Eyed Willie, Crazy Eddie, Louis the Louie, Big Squirrel or Roscoe the mayor of the grocery carts, tell them “Hi!” 

Don’t wait for a reply, they’ll find me.