i love you

by mg at 04:02 PM on January 10, 2001

So, I probably sounded a little depressed Monday. And I pretty much was. Depressed and frustrated and extremely tired. But more than anything I was venting.

After letting out the bad thoughts I was feeling much better. My life isn't that bad I thought. And really it isn't.

There were a couple things that happened last night that made me feel even better.

First, I left work early. Okay, okay leaving a 9 to 5 job at 4.30 is really not all that early. But, if you consider that I'm normally there till 6 and that for the past week I've been working 11 hours a day 9 to 4.30 is practically a day off.

The next thing that happened was that on the way back to my apartment there was a homeless guy sitting across from me on the subway. One of two things happen when I'm brought face to face with homeless people. Either I feel better about my life or feel much much worse.

If I feel better it is because no matter what might be going wrong at that particular moment, my life, overall, is still better than the homeless guy's life. Despite any problems I've had in the past, I've obviously made the right decisions. I've been strong enough to handle anything that has come my way. I'm sitting here in my nice clean clothes that don't smell like pee. I'm heading home to my nice big apartment and queen sized bed with a warm down comforter and that homeless guy is scrounging up dough to buy a sandwich, or a 40 oz, or crack.

If I feel worse, it is because of the same reason. No matter what might be going wrong at that particular moment, my life, overall, is still better than the homeless guy's life. Who am I to be bitching about having to work to hard when someone else can't find a job? Who am I to be bitching about not being able to do laundry, when some people have to wear the same clothes everyday, no matter if they've peed themselves, shit themselves, or just have a bad case of BO. Who am I to be bitching about my not getting to go grocery shopping when some people can't even afford the simplest of life's necessities?

I'll answer the questions and finish the story later today or tomorrow, I'm positively swamped here at work.