Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Not Being Homeless
I forgot to post for Monday, so I'll post two things in a row. This is a picture taken from the front step of my apartment building. Beautiful. But not just because of the tree and the bushes and the other natural elements of this picture. It's because this photograph was taken in front of my home. I have a home. I've not always had one. Sometimes I had to stay in terrible places, with terrible people. When I see people who are homeless, I feel guilty. Not just guilty because I can't give them much but because I know how awful it is not to have a home or food or people who care. To have no future. This springtime, I took a picture outside my home, and it was beautiful.