People aren’t always awful. Sometimes, they’re maybe even just a little bit wonderful.
Looking back at old likes. This made my night
made my night. drove past this lady at the corner sleeping in the rain, she set up plastic to shield from the water. i drove slowly for a while because i was hoping i could remember if i had something useful in my car to give her to aid her in the weather. i only had my longboard and scraps of wood. and oatmeal. i was really hoping i had something that moment. something important to me, but needed by the more needy.
i want of want to go on a bike ride during the night, go to a fast food place and complain about my food so they can give me double my order or something, which i could deliver to one more needy. i wonder what they feel. people just walk over them and talk about how stinky they are in my area. it’s disgusting, the things they say. i thought some people were good people until i over hear them talking about homeless like they are human waste. trash. entities that pester for money. sometimes they do, and are assholes, or are psychotic and light people on fire when they don’t receive any change (true story), but you don’t just treat them like that for no apparent reason.