I was on the subway this morning and there was a paper bag in the seat next to me. This guy across from me got up from his seat, checked the bag and then sat back down. This guy didn’t look like he was starving on the street asking for change. For all intents and purposes he looked perfectly normal. I really wanted to ask him what he was looking for, but obviously I didn’t. He also started bugging the woman next to him, showing her pictures on his cell phone and kind of mumbling something to engage her in conversation. It was around then that I realized he probably wasn’t entirely with it mentally. Still, his curiosity about the paper bag was amusing, though I resisted the urge to look at what was in the bag.