Snow on the ground.
Temperatures in the 20s.
A young man runs out of a house.
Not dressed for the weather.
Looks like just shorts, no shirt.
Running uncontrolled, flailing.
Looks almost like someone fleeing in terror from danger -- violence, fire.
Yet I sense it's not that.
He gets into a pickup truck parked at the end of the driveway.
Drives the pickup truck into the driveway.
It's 8:55am Thursday morning.
No parking on this side of the street, 9am-noon.
The terror that caused him to run
Was fear of his truck being towed.
As he walks from his truck to his house,
I see that he's not wearing shorts.
It's just a towel wrapped around his waist.