by Cory Henson
Sometimes, he secretly wished that he were a gypsy for a day. Grab a few friends, pick up a red radio flyer wagon, and pack it with magic tricks and tambourines. They would then dance to drum beats with fire batons in the park. Strangers' fortunes would be told and he would let them know that they're all going to be successful business men and women. What beautiful life lines, he'd say. Yet, he would know that he was the only one living.
Cory Henson is a native Texan. He is a recent college graduate and is wondering - what now?