While I was walking on my way home today I met this homeless man who was from the Caribbeans. We ended up walking and talking for about 30 minutes. I've never gotten so many stares in my life. After bonding with him we ended up talking about life, education, struggle and whatnot. By the time he went to go journey somewhere else in L.A he actually offered ME something at a 7-11. Offered his last two dollars he had in his pocket to buy me a drink. =[. Oh well. Said this to say next time you see a crazy homeless man, talk to him! Ten years on the streets actually gives a person some valuable information.
Now I feel guilty for always ignoring the homeless for the past 17 years. =[