i have been thinking a lot about homelessness. i was going to start writing up a play called wasp justice on here tonight but i don't feel like it now.maybe later
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I sometimes give to the homeless but not often. I usually only do it if I feel guilty upon passing them; if I feel no guilt then I carry on shamelessly. I do not feel like I am doing them a favour, I do not feel like I am a better person for doing it, nor that they owe me anything. I am simply relieving an internal doubt.
Last night I did; I had a lot of change on me, and was counting it up whilst eating some food. I put a tidy sum into my pocket, so that I could use it for drinks or suchlike. Then, I walked right past a homeless person.
As per usual, I walked so far past them that they looked quite confused as I returned and gave them a huge bundle of change.
Yep, I blanked them out so much that I don't even know their gender. I think the person was a woman, if my memory is correct.
it's difficult. helping the homeless could be the easiest thing in the world but we find it so hard. that's partly where my frustration lies. that and the need to stop congratulating myself for giving a fuck because i haven't actually done anything yet for all i care
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Last night I did; I had a lot of change on me, and was counting it up whilst eating some food. I put a tidy sum into my pocket, so that I could use it for drinks or suchlike. Then, I walked right past a homeless person.
As per usual, I walked so far past them that they looked quite confused as I returned and gave them a huge bundle of change.
Yep, I blanked them out so much that I don't even know their gender. I think the person was a woman, if my memory is correct.
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