Today as I was sitting in the Andersonville Starbucks hoping to get some work done for the show I'm directing - here comes one! Yep, and she plopped herself down right next to me. I knew it the minute she walked in. She never bought anything - they never do. Why do the Starbucks employees let them get away with that...(is that heartless? It is isn't it?) I guess I wouldn't mind it so much if she hadn't smelled of sour milk and if she hadn't been talking gibberish to herself and if she hadn't been gesturing at something or someone the entire time...okay, I minded it. The smell was really gross. I know she couldn't help it - or could she? What happens to people to make them this way? Did she do a lot of drugs and her brain is fried? Does she have an alcohol problem? Who knows - but here she sat. There seems to be a lot more of them in the neighborhood. I'm thinking that maybe someone is busing them in and dropping them off and then picking them all up later. Just to mess with us.
Then, I have to think - oh for the grace of God go I. The fear of becoming homeless is real in todays world. I think it's a fear that everyone has at some time or another. People fall on hard times and something causes them to have to make the choice to live this way. I'm so fortunate that my Megan just bought a big beautiful house with her boyfriend Chris - because if this happens to me, I'm moving in. According to my mother they have this house so I'll have somewhere to live when I get old. I'm sure Mr. Hayes loved hearing that!
But, maybe this woman lost her job...in theater...at a retail store...that she worked at for ten years...crap, I'm doomed. I'm going to go take a shower.
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