Do you ever wonder?

Yesterday as I was driving the incredibly long 2.5hr drive to my mom's house to drop off the dogs, I passed a hitchhiker. Now, most times, hitchhikers look like scary psychotic serial killers who've missed a few showers. Stereotypes aside I guess, this guy actually looked friendly. I changed lanes to give him some space as I passed, and he waved and smiled. He looked very friendly (and was clean). It made me wonder who he was, where he came from, and why he's hitchhiking. Maybe he's a nice guy, maybe he's the next ted bundy. Who knows? Makes me think of how you really don't know where people come from, regardless of where they are now.

That being said, I didn't slow down.