Jesus, would you trust a drifter?
-Tanya – location unknown
I am wondering if you have recently been wronged by a drifter. Probably not, for you would have offered the elaboration if a wronging had occurred. Perhaps you have just met a drifter and you have become romantically enraptured by his or her rambling ways.
Yes my friend, while I am no psychic, I am quite sure I have hit the nail on the head. Your loins have indeed been stirred by the he or she who refers to the past with the monosyllabic utterances, so as not to reveal too much. He or she won’t look back and it is making you both the hot and the bothered. I do not like to assume, but I imagine you at work, staring off into the distance, thoughts drifting like the driftwood about the drunken, steamy love making you have had and/or will have with this drifter.
I have indeed caught this drift of yours you are throwing to me in the form of a question, which is quite a feat considering this particular drift is about a drifter.
Worry not, my friend. As you can see from the chart below, the drifter scores highly among the itinerants when it comes to the trustworthiness.
You see my friend, I am a sucker for the drifter. Some of my favorites of all the time have been the drifters. The Huckleberry Finn, the Magwitch, the Bruce Banner, the Caine from the Kung-Fu, all drifters. And yes, I would trust the drifter. I would trust the drifter to keep drifting. The only drifter I would not trust is the drifter that claims to have left his or her drifting ways behind.
Any drifter making such utterances drops down to carny level trustworthiness. Either that or they were never the genuine drifters, they were merely gathering material for a future novel portraying him or herself as a modern day Dean Moriarty. My friend, this novel will be terrible and typically read at the poorly attended open-mics.
Meet your drifter tonight, my friend. Invest nothing, offer even less. Simply have many, many beverages together. Play the Under the Boardwalk or the Save the Last Dance For Me on the bar jukebox. Then enjoy your night. Just remember my friend, this drifter won’t look back. So neither should you.
Do you catch this drift of mine?