July 8, 2009

Earlier today I walked past what I thought was a handsome man crossing the street. For two seconds I actually visualized the wedding, my simple yet stunning dress and to some extent the perfect children we would eventually have. I quickly thought what a shame it is that it's not socially acceptable to just start talking to strangers in the middle of an intersection, maybe exchanging numbers and making plans for a drink that evening. Just now, walking home from yoga, I walked past the same man, only now he was sprawled out on the ground in a doorway, too drunk to sit up properly, face burnt from the sun, because apparently he is homeless and homeless people have no roof to shield them from the elements. His shirt was torn and he was also missing a shoe. I don't know what else to say really.