Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Senseless Musing #3

Why is it that homeless men consistently stop me on the street and ask for money, but rich men never stop to ask me for dinner? This is a mystery. I have seen homeless men walk right past other people and make a bee-line toward me, and have seen delicious smelling men in silk suits, speed on by, leaving me in their icy breeze of hurriedness.

Mm... I just -re-read what I wrote in the above paragraph. How depressing is that? Can anyone recommend a good therapist? I can't afford expensive therapy, however...I have no money - gave it to the homeless man who showed me some attention.