vacating filth

     Don't cry about my blog being too long, if you cannot finish reading what I have to say, you should be crying for yourself. IS it so hard to focus on one task for 5, 6, 7, even 8 minutes? Hopefully you are keeping your brain active enough to be able to accomplish this brain-activating task. So, to those who take the time to read my posts thoroughly, thank you. I hope to intrigue you enough that you are excited to see if I have posted yet, and eager to read what I have to say.
     Sadly though, there has not been much activity on my part, so lucky lazygoers, this may be short. If this is your first time reading this blog, you should probably start at an earlier one, more pudding in those, but then again, yesterdays post turned out to be full, surprising considering it was based off of a 10 second encounter.
     Today's will be centered around the same thing as yesterdays, food to the homeless. This time, it was not the black man who was on location yesterday, it was a sun-beaten lady. I see her sometimes, maybe she takes turns with the man on that intersection. Either way, she got some lunch, consisting of a Starbucks sandwich, string cheese, nutrigrain bar, a bottle of water and a venti cup of cold water. I learned from the man that 16 oz of water is just not enough, and handing her that cup of water brought out such a grateful appreciation. She told me she has not eaten all day, and I believe her. Behind me was my good friend Chau in his car, who gave me thumbs up when he saw what I have done.
     Good news though, from what she says, she will not be street begging anymore. She just got hired at a hotel doing the laundry....FREAKING AWESOME!!! I hope to never see her again, at least under those circumstances. Thinking to myself, what great timing for me to give her food and water, if I waited just a few more days, I would have never known that here is an example of someone who has not given up hope. Desperate, day in and day out, to get by on nothing, yet still searching for a way out. Imagine how awesome her personality must be to get hired while wearing filth and possessing a growling stomach.
     Don't tell me there is no hope, whether it be in financial struggles, relationship, garden care or acne, there is always hope. This lady affirmed my love for people who try, fail they may, but continue to try. Success may be a long time in coming, often too long for some resulting in rapid decline of self-worth, but it is always accessible.
     I may go buckwild and need to kill some things if she was just pulling my chain, and did not get a job. If I continue to see her on that street, I will be extremely disappointed, not in her, but in myself for writing this joy for you all to share with me. I will continue to bring food to these people, her not much longer, and share our stories, because for now, these two people I feel we can learn a lot from.