Woke up at 6 a.m. Didn't want to go to work. Pulled myself out of my dream and through the streets and arrived at work, just in time. Talked. Laughed. Had a headache. All three at the same time. Awful. Listened to Matthew West all the way home. "One last Christmas" made my cry.
Made a "need" list. Too long. No money. No will to go shopping. Worried about what I have, what I need, and even what I don't need. Asked myself how many pairs of gloves should I buy.Thought about my trip. All this on my way home. Met a complete stranger at the corner of the street. Looked at him. Saw his clothes, his wind- cracked hands, his needs. Analyzed him. Looked at my "need" list. Broke it into pieces...
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