This afternoon, I had the second of two conversations with a young man whom lives up the road from my apartment building. Today, he revealed that he had been through the foster care system. He then explained that one of the Hell’s Angels took him in and learned more things than he ever thought possible. He explained that he knew how to make a fake identification card. If I had to choose something scary about what he told me, it would be what he said about knowing how to disappear to where no one would find him. He explained the way that he knew to do it. I am wondering if he might have psychotic tendencies. I am not a psychiatrist. You wonder sometimes, about the people with which you are having a conversation. He could be harmless, but on the other hand, who knows.