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She started her internship at a harm reduction residence.

Talking about youths, doing fentanyl , smoking crack,, and they provide pipes, clean places to use…under supervision…

Ya see…

You know me..

I get real fuckin down on people.

I see them as horrible things,stalkers,just shitty,,shitty people..

Jaded.

Self serving…

And I became locked into that mindset, for years and years, always expecting the worst..

Then someone comes along and volunteers. Someone that sincerely wants to help..

And it fucks up my whole mojo.

My entire vibe..

Going out to homeless encampments, spreading the word of services.

Giving crack pipes to addicts under the reasoning of “harm reduction”,,

Something I believe in..

I was,,,let’s say entrenched..

Very cynical, jaded, bitter,,,

Very upset with humans…

Then you see a good one.

Selfless.

Empath..

A listener..

And I don’t understand why I’m so fortunate, or why the Universe would throw me that curve..

If you believe in a God or not,,there’s something about meetings..

Chance meetings and coincidence,,I can’t shake it off..

There’s something about the ones you connect with..

(Not the ones that hate you)

Nah,,they’re just fun.

But the ones that make you rethink…

Weird.

Weird how that works….

Do you notice that in your own life?

You should.