I honestly don't know why we are asked to deal with so very much. So much more than most 'normal' people. I don't understand it and I don't like it.

I have to ride under this thing we have here called the Steel Bridge to get to these cool places I ride my bike. There are a ton of homeless people spread out, trying to hide from the very-much-coming rainy season. Most are in sleeping bags. Some have tents. Anyway, I ride through there every morning and I say my prayers for them. I pray that they have some food and that they aren't too cold. I pray that they are dry and not in any physical danger. And I pray that they can somehow, some way find services for their addictions and mental illnesses. And then I ride away on my fancy Swiss bike.

The thing about doing that every day is I have realized--that could be me. That should be me. The only reason I am not homeless and living under the west end of the Steel Bridge is that I made some wise financial decisions in my youth. It was just luck, really. And so now I have shelter and food and medicine.

I was in healthcare for a long time. A very wise teacher of mine once said: "If you think it can't get worse, it can. It can get much, much, much worse."

So, when I am feeling overwrought and overwhelmed, which is a lot of the time, I try to think of those people living under the Steel Bridge and I remind myself how lucky I am.