Day Twenty-Seven~Write a Character Sketch

Luke was his name. Medium built, height, and looks. He wasn't ugly, but he wasn't exactly what would be considered handsome. What almost might have been an endearing, boyish face was ruined by a large roman nose and slits for eyes. He wore his dark blond hair in an inch long crop.

He had one of those personalities which were likable, but not companionable. He had too many acquaintances to count, but not many friends. He was friendly, energetic if even keel, and a good talker. He was very clever, and could enter any conversations sounding like he knew what he was talking about, but lacked the long term patients and deep intelligence that made for someone who did know what they were talking about. It was like this for him with almost everything though. He did not have much an interest in anything. He had no talents or particular hobbies. He was lazy and undisciplined. Whether he lacked interest in anything because he was lazy, or he was lazy because he had no passion to drive him is hard to say.

He did not have a large selection of clothing, but what he had was always nice. By looking confident and in control, through the use of a well-put-together wardrobe, he could make others believe his life was more than a disorganized mess. It was a lovely charade, and had nearly everyone convinced he had a productive and efficient life.

He always sense a lack inside himself though, and sought after the next new thrill or must have product or exciting place. That is, as long as it did not take too much work. Nothing ever did the trick though. He stumbled through life, basically friendly and happy, but he lacked real depth of character and contentment, which is a more sturdy form of joy.

His name was Luke.