It’s hard to look at the hard things in our lives. I recently found myself carrying out a bit of informal research at a bus stop. On the same bit of pavement where I stood, I noticed, in a doorway, a homeless person under a sleeping bag. Around him or her was a small scattering of coffee cups, plastic drinks…
Category: loneliness
What’s the story?
Here’s a true story. The other day, while having a walk with my dogs, a woman made a bee-line for me. When she got right up to my face, she began shouting abuse and pointing her finger. I initially froze. Attending to my dogs, I was somewhat lost in thought. My spontaneity and ability to respond well appeared to have…