I was in a coffeeshop recently and happened to hear a security guard talking about homeless people. 

He said that a certain group of people that sleep (outside) at this certain place are very neat and clean, never leaving a mess behind in the morning.  The spot he is speaking of is very public and I have been surprised (although glad) that the business owners have allowed people to sleep in front of this place.  I know a couple who sleeps there, D and C and I told them about this compliment.  So not all visible homeless people wreck things and I felt it important to state this, after my big rant I wrote the other day.

It’s pouring down rain here and cold and I feel truly sorry for anyone who has to be outside in this.  There’s one guy I never see inside.  He lives kind of wild in this urban setting, doesn’t talk to anyone that I know of and doesn’t take anything from anyone (although he must get a check or something, otherwise, how does he survive?) 

I found myself wishing I had a small place where a person like this could come in and get a warm bath or shower, a nice meal and sit in front of a fireplace awhile and warm his bones.  I wouldn’t expect anything of him.  I would just like to offer him a break.

But alas, I have nothing to offer.  Why don’t wealthy people do more to help?  What’s the barrier? 

I’m pretty conflicted about this topic I guess.  It’s just that on rainy days like this, it hurts to see a brother suffering.

About Maureen, Living in a Van

I'm a free-sleeper living in a van in the prettiest part of the world. I do this partly due to financial circumstances and partly because I love a good adventure.
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3 Responses to Compliments

  1. Sam says:

    Very interesting blog. I have read every post and look forward to the updates. We all feel better about ourselves when we can help someone that is not asking for help.

  2. Ryu says:

    He may not be suffering. Some men do better as animals. Being warm and “comfortable” would weaken him.

    He probably survives the same way robins, crows and dolphins survive. They don’t get checks. The gods provide. When hungry they eat, when tired they sleep. America is awash in money and food.

    Pity is a dangerous thing. The homeless don’t want to be pitied and looked down on; as you’ve noticed.

  3. Sam says:

    OK gal, time for an update.

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