I have begun to realize the more you give to homeless people, the more you want to give to homeless people and the worse you feel when you don’t give to the homeless people. For example, let’s say you give a guy your leftovers some time. And then you do it again. Soon enough it becomes sort of a regular habit… you go out, your get leftovers, and you give them to a random homeless guy on the street. But one night, after you’ve already given away your leftovers, you see another homeless guy. What can you do? It’s not like this guy is any less deserving… you want to give him something, but all you have on you are credit cards and that one Benjamin ($100 bill for those of you who don’t know (I don’t have any, I saw it on Slumdog Millionaire)) and you can’t give him the money (that’s a lot of money and he’s homeless… we’re all skeptical) plus you’re already late for the show. Now you feel bad don’t you… and while we’re on the topic of homeless people, I see a lot less homeless women than men… good job ladies!
I have, unfortunately, begun to pick up on this otherworldly obsession with shoes most people seem to have. People can never have enough shoes. It’s the one thing we can always make an excuse to have more of. I once knew a kid who had three of the same pair of shoes (in his defense, he liked them). Now, personally, I’ve never been a shoe kind of guy… but now I’m beginning to catch the bug. This is coming from a guy who thought he didn’t need new shoes when there was a fist-sized hole in the bottom of a pair of his shoes (after I got new shoes, I still kept the ones with the holes in them… in fact, I do that for all my shoes, even the ones that are too small). I think it’s inevitable, some time in our lives, we will all begin to crave that insatiable hunger for new shoes.
I love shoes!
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