Dear Anonymous,
Sometimes the body fails. And there you are on the street. No where to go. No way to clean up or change.
It's like this sometimes.
A blanket (thank you Dear Anonymous) a new, clean pair of pants (thank you Dear Anonymous) and a coffee card go some distance to supporting a fragile moment. Mike, like all of us would like to be seen in our 'best' moments. But Mike has the heart to share how it is too...when things are not 'best'. Thank you. May you know some comfort today. Some solace from pain. Some relief.