Alchemy

I was standing in the Allentown Bus Station today trying to discern the incomprehensible schedule they had posted on the wall. I had to get to JFK ... and that was all I knew. The rest was a smudge on some yellowed paper that had been hanging since the bicentennial.

After a minute or two, a man came up and stood beside me. He was about four inches taller than me, bald, Hispanic, and had an impressive goatee. My eyes caught his tattoo, massive arm, and gold chain before I glanced up at his face.

"Where you going?"

Uh, JFK- trying to figure out when I have to be here to catch the bus on Wednesday.

"JFK Airport?"

Yeah.

"Hell, man, no problem. Wednesday? Check this out- match Allentown, Wednesday, JFK ... here you go, man. 9:15. You're here at 9:15, you're going to JFK."

Wow ... cool. Thanks a lot.

"No problem, man."

I thanked him, then walked over and bought my bus tickets. When I turned around, he was gone.

When you want something, all the world conspires in helping you to achieve it.

I think I met the King of Salem in Allentown today- and I think it's time to get on the road.

See you July 6th.