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I had the most interesting experience today, while walking downtown from one building to another. As I was enjoying the Seattle sun, listening to tunes on my iPod, I noticed at the intersection that I was about to cross that the driver of a pickup was asking me for directions.

So I took out my headphones and listened to his question. Then I took it all in. It was a kid, about 19 years old. He was driving a 1970’s-ish pickup. Window busted, partially covered up with cardboard. He had a soul patch. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Well groomed for what he had. He seemed in a hurry to get somewhere. He asked, “Can you tell me where Rainier (ave) is?” Knowing what I know about downtown Seattle and how hard it is to explain how to get from there to the rest of the city, specifically the south end, I did my best to get him started but let out a sort of sigh (and a gentle expletive) because I knew I wouldn’t explain it well. But I did my best, because he seemed anxious to get there. And stuck. And out of his sorts, in the middle of downtown, looking late, in a truck falling apart, and with a sort of desperation in his eyes. Kind of like this was his only chance at something. The light turned green and he sped on his way, still not knowing exactly how to get from here to there.

I have no idea if my read of the situation was accurate. But it made me pause in the gorgeous Seattle sun, to think about the Ennis’ and the Jack’s of the world. I wasn’t thinking about the gay thing, but about the empowerment thing. It just seemed like he was in a race to get a chance at something, and he just wasn’t going to make it. Like there would never be enough time for him. Never enough time.

I hope he made it.

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