You know the world has become quite intimate when one of CT's local homeless people is tucked away in his blanket in the subway station, wishes her goodnight like a sleepy child and she looks him in the eye and responds, "Good night, sweetheart."
Everyone was someone's sweetheart in some way, shape or form at some time.
A good thing to remember.
And CT remembers a dear old beau who yelled at the guy pissing on their steps, and then took him in, let him shower and washed his clothes.
Everyone deserves clean clothes.
And sometimes this is all too much to bear. And CT has shin splints. Which is nothing compared to sleeping in a blanket in the subway station.