It’s free lunch day today at work. It’s stromboli, my fav. But I’m not having any. : ( I’m crying a little inside.
People are good?
I take the subway every morning and this same guy is often begging for money. He has some different physical ailment each time - AIDS, cancer, etc. I gave him money the first time I saw him. I usually don’t but he seemed so pathetic. People give him money everyday. They aren’t tourists but commuters. I guess people are kind? Kind of warmed up my icy heart thing.
Somebody already said everything that I could say thereâs nothing here in my head but a great mess of cliches I tried to write you a song to…
Resistor! Hot off the presses.