scary guy

"Git off my proper-ty!!!" shouted the man in the blue jacket, who dropped his box at his feet, as we came around the corner after walking out of a late class. He had all the look of despair, and emanated confusion, belligerence and incoherence. He also followed us to the parking lot and spewed a narrative of physical violence and skewed logic. Fortunately before he could act on these ideas, he got distracted by someone else and followed them towards the bus stop, and we rolled out of the parkinglot and into the night...

I don't know what else happened. We were lucky to walk away. Maybe he was on drugs, or is mentally ill...it all comes out the same at times like this.
In psychology we're talking about brian chemistry and neural structural differences, and you know I don't have a hard time believing that this poor guys brian structure is quite different from mine. It makes a lot of sense actually...when logic is absent, you have to wonder what's going on inside someone's head.

How did he get where he is, following night school students around in an intimidating fashion late at night on the rainy streets of north portland? Was his mother abusing drugs when she was pregnant? Was he abused as a child? Did he even have a family? What must his school experience have been like? When did he discover drugs? Where did they take him? Is he homeless (as he appears)? What was he doing an hour before we ran into him?

I can't help but wonder...