While waiting for my KC Metro 106 or bus number 7, I was confronted with that which is now very normal ...
In the bus stop shelter, a homeless man, with hand-held butane lighter (the kind you use to start a charcoal BBQ) was getting lit off-his-ass from meth rocks ... maybe they were crack rocks ... definitely not weed (I know that smell).
Some kind of drug, in crystalline form, that requires some metal foil and a blow torch ...
Nearby, not far from the meth-head, was his dealer ... arguably, many people's dealers. A guy, setting up shop, not far from the Vietnamese spice store ... that kind of makes sense.
Sure ... there's more to Little Saigon than homeless people, addicts, feces and blood and other stains that cover the streets in a persistent film of urban polder ... there's more ... there are FINE Vietnamese restaurants ... Pho-get-about-it ...
And this is Wednesday ...
And knowing I have only a few more days of code-monkey-slave-time until I can pull the "rip-cord" called Friday?
That means freedom ain't that far away - in 48 hour increments ...
(and I get paid this Friday)
(so I can buy some new shoes and visit Uncle Ike's)
(so it's all good)
Thank you for advice and this post
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You're welcome dude!
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