THEY SAY THAT JESUS LOVES ME, BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU...

IT'S A RAINY NIGHT IN BOSTON. HAD SOME AMAZING CHILI AT THE CAFE AND TOOK THE T UPTOWN. WAS WALKING BACK FROM BORDERS (IT SEMI-STOPPED RAINING) AND I PASSED 3 HOMELESS PEOPLE BEFORE I EVEN HIT THE HARBOR!

I DON'T GET IT! WHAT PUSHES SOMEONE TO THAT POINT? WHAT MAKES SOMEONE THINK THEY HAVE LOST IT ALL AND THE ONLY OPTION LEFT FOR THEM IN THE WORLD IS BEGGING FOR A FEW CENTS OUTSIDE OF A 7-ELEVEN? THERE HAS TO BE A MOMENT IN THEIR LIFE THAT PUT THEM THERE. AT ONE POINT THEY DECIDED OR REALIZED THAT THIS IS WHAT THEY WERE GOING TO DO. DID THEY LOSE THEIR JOB BECAUSE OF DEPRESSION, DRUGS OR ALCOHOL? DID THEY LOSE THEIR FAMILY TO A DRUNK DRIVER AND JUST GIVE UP? WAS THEIR MOTHER A CRACK ADDICT AND THEY JUST DIDN'T EVEN REALLY STAND A CHANCE? I'M GUESSING IT ALMOST HAS TO BE A MIX OF A LOT OF DIFFERENT SITUATIONS. JUST ALL OF IT HIT THEM AT ONCE. I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE!

 IF SOMETHING HAPPENED TO MY HOME, JOB OR FAMILY I WOULD LIKE TO THINK THERE ARE MANY OTHER PEOPLE IN MY LIFE THAT I CAN COUNT ON TO TAKE ME IN. NO QUESTIONS ASKED. PEOPLE THAT WOULD TAKE CARE OF ME EVEN THOUGH I'M AT MY WORST. PEOPLE THAT WOULD GIVE ME TIME TO SNAP OUT OF IT...OR TO KICK ME IN THE ASS AND GET ME BACK TO REALITY IF NEED BE. SO WHERE ARE THEIR PEOPLE? HOW AM I FORTUNATE ENOUGH TO MAYBE HAVE A HANDFUL...AND THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE ONE? JUST ADD THIS TO MY LIST OF THINGS THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE IN THE WORLD...