Steven arrived at the restaurant an hour ago. He had made his order, finished his meal, and had been staring out the window blankly since, watching people and cars go by.
As he stared out the window, a lot of thoughts roamed his mind but none of them stuck around long enough to settle. Most of them were related to what he was going to do with his time going forward, while some were about his past.
He thought about his late parents and how much he had been missing them lately, even though he never wanted to admit it. He kept thinking about them and wishing they were here to share the new, good life he was now living.
He couldn't help but sigh when he thought about everything they had done for him. He really did miss them, but he knew he would only continue to miss them, because they weren't coming back.
