I'm just saying

Today I went on my usual city stroll. My ears were immediately greeted by the usual accordion man. It would seem much like any other day. But today I was hung up on something that had upset me. As I was lost deep in thought, somehow I was brought to reality by a man who pulled up near me on a bicycle. He stopped at a garbage bin, skillfully pulled out a flashlight and stick, dug for his treasure, and went on his way. Empty handed. I watched him ride off with a few scanty belongings in the basket on the back and a soiled and stained bag hanging off the handle bar. I was suddenly filled with disgust. It was toward myself and the fact that I had the nerve to be upset about anything in my life right now. And I kept walking. Of course to buy more clothes even though I have clean ones to wear every day. Do you know what the sickest part was? Not even an hour had passed before I found myself exploring beyond that same door that I had gotten lost behind before.

I'm just saying.