Homeless and In Love
I have walked past my fair share of homeless people, and where I currently live there are always at least 6 within 50m of my front door.
There are two who are just as unwashed and screwed up as the rest. But they are a couple. An obvious couple anyone time anybody walks by. Insanely happy with each others company.
I’m jealous.
Since my teenage years I’ve noticed that intelligence is a burden, and affects happiness.
And obviously being in a relationship beats being lonely.
If I could switch off my thoughts and live as them, I truly believe I would be happier.
But my potential for better happier is a million times more. So, chin up.
(pic isn’t them…)