I went outside for awhile today and walked the streets. I haven't done that in a long time...
I talked to one homeless guy with a puppy, who says he is just in-between jobs. He sleeps under the awning at the Friendship Center at night, sometimes.
After about an hour of tramping through grass, woods, railroad tracks and streets, a friend called and wanted to come over. I told her I wasn't at home, but was on my way back. It took me about 30 minutes to get home.
I forgot how spoiled I was until I walked into the door of my apartment. Thank you, Jesus, that I have a home to come to!
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