Yes, like one of our building's workmen installing a new AC (we're not allowed to do it ourselves). He wears a pungent cologne as if he's crop-dusting.
Every day, I observe. From this afternoon, at the shelter, for my journal series:
One man picked through a few lunches I set on the counter by some water. He was looking for one with Doritos. Instead he found Fritos, Fritos, and more Fritos. Just take a bag, dog! Antwan said after a moment. Gotta lotta guys hungry here!
And from my way home: On my way home I passed one of the last men I signed in. He rolled himself in his wheelchair in the street instead of on the sidewalk. He wore the kind of fingerless cycling gloves I used to wear.
Thank you! I love to observe. Another observation I had this afternoon at the shelter was how having to write down each man's name instead of finding it in the online roster helped me place names with faces. Internet was down so we were doing things old school/analog.
This was very helpful. I think I've been looking for lightning bolts, things that happened to me, like counting steps.
It can be totally mundane. Tiny moments.
Yes, like one of our building's workmen installing a new AC (we're not allowed to do it ourselves). He wears a pungent cologne as if he's crop-dusting.
Ha. Please write that down.
Will do. He's a wonderful guy, always helpful. We always know where he's been or if he's coming our way.
Ha again.
Every day, I observe. From this afternoon, at the shelter, for my journal series:
One man picked through a few lunches I set on the counter by some water. He was looking for one with Doritos. Instead he found Fritos, Fritos, and more Fritos. Just take a bag, dog! Antwan said after a moment. Gotta lotta guys hungry here!
And from my way home: On my way home I passed one of the last men I signed in. He rolled himself in his wheelchair in the street instead of on the sidewalk. He wore the kind of fingerless cycling gloves I used to wear.
I love your observations, Polly.
Thank you! I love to observe. Another observation I had this afternoon at the shelter was how having to write down each man's name instead of finding it in the online roster helped me place names with faces. Internet was down so we were doing things old school/analog.
Chihuahua and Superstar! were my favorite :) Both made me laugh at loud, and I needed that. Thank you <3
Thank you, Parisa. I was so sorry I missed you in NY.
And now I have “Different Drum” going through my head. Not a bad way to start a Monday.