Went for a very challenging 55-mile bike ride before the sun came up. Lotta homeless people camped next to the trail on the in-city portion. It is starting to get wet here and, as I rode by on my fancy bike with my fancy gear, it just broke my heart that human beings in our society are living like this. It's just wrong.

I also thought to myself, what's so different about you compared to these people? Sure, I'm educated and have some limited degree of financial security, but a lot of them are addicts with mental illness, just like me. That could easily be me, if just a couple bad breaks came my way. Could totally be me.

So, I'm heartbroken and at the same time immensely grateful that I have shelter and food and mental health care. And a bike to cheer me up. I may not have many friends or family anymore, but I have you guys. And that's what counts. Thanks, PC!