I Can’t Help But Wonder
Wandering along Amherst I saw a few homeless guys and I felt awful.Â I mean, it’s so cold and how hard it has to be to have no one to go to for a warm meal or a place to sleep.
On my way into Newbury Comics a man asked me for some change and I could see the shame in his face of having to ask that.Â He didn’t look what you’d expect a homeless person to look like as in he looked pretty clean shaven, his clothes looked clean and he was probably in his thirties.
I got to thinking what it was that brought him to panhandling.Â I’ve grown to love watching the show Intervention despite how depressing 95% of the show is.Â I am always hopeful the person will recover and 95% of the time they seem to.
So I gave him a dollar and felt guilty, because I pulled it out from in between a five and a ten.Â Then again, maybe I’m only feeding his habit that got him there in the first place.Â There is no way to know, unless you ask.Â I wonder if anyone ever asks them.