There’s always sidewalk trash on my way to work. But this was on the bridge just off the interstate.
I don’t know who these people are who can dig that far down to hold a sign like this up for all to see. And know that each one that passes you thinks you’re a beggar and worthless and just keeps driving. I mean that’s some scraping of the soul right there, putting it all out there and letting all know you have nothing.
I don’t even like to ask for change for a dollar.
Coming out of prison, I did some serious soul scraping by going around, applying for jobs, it was tough….to see people look at you that way, but you put your head up, get your warrior look so no one fucks with you and move on.
Seeing that sign on the ground gave me mixed feelings, I mean the person must have found food, and hopefully a kind soul, (not some psycho.) And it also made me realize life is tough out there, everywhere.
I am thankful for my job, even if at times they try to kill me. LOL. Thankful for the roof, the water, electricity, and most of all for my family….for without them, I would surely have a sign like that too. Although I am sure mine would be prettier, more creative, and catchier.