14. Sleeping
Indoors
As he channel surfed, looking for a movie, Brat Boy passed a
news story on homelessness.
“Go back,” I said. The
reporter was interviewing someone I had met years earlier when he was a
computer engineer new to AA. He was
telling the reporter about life on the streets.
I remembered the homeless man being very humble despite his
many accomplishments. I had predicted he’d
do well, and had been proven wrong again.
“I’ll be OK,” he said, “unless the temperature drops into the
single digits.” He had driven a Mercedes
to his first meeting. I had been a
little jealous. Looking up, I was
grateful to see ceiling rather than the sky.
Tonight I
will sleep indoors, and for that I will be grateful.
Needles Not For Knitting is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the
characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.
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