Cities keep me grounded.

Something you don’t see out your window when you work from home (for most people). Someone nodding off from taking heroin. Sitting here in my office I just saw that. This is part of why I like being in offices, in a city, its a reminder in the middle of “catching up on pocket reads” of what is out there in the world and a moment to reflect on what am I doing to help?

I’ve done a lot of running at 5:30–6:00 am and man what I see out there only 1 mile from my house / office, it’s humbling.

I’ve watched construction guys working outside all winter long, I’ve seen a guy in a wheelchair who had no arms and legs while his girl (I think) was at the ATM outside my office, he seemed happy in that moment.

That Same ATM later get destroyed in a protest when a bunch of dudes tried to bomb it and steal money:

I’ll always work and live in cities it is an in my face reminder to be grateful, I don’t have Jones’es to compare my house model to, I got this and it shapes my worldview on what life in a pandemic is like. Cause I see a lot more than if I only saw my basement walls or backyard most of the day.

It is a reminder that a lot of people got it pretty bad out there. It’s a reminder that these people and I…we share paths, paths to work, we use the same ATMs, trash bins, etc. We’re connected.

It’s a real reminder that I have the ability to help.

I remember I once saw an old homeless man getting his ass kicked by what might have been a guy he owed money to. I ran out of my office in the middle of a 1:1 and went to help him, let him know someone out there saw that and someone out there cared enough to help him. I bought him a coffee (distanced) and he cried. I dunno what happened, I dunno who was at fault but that shouldn't happen.

Living here, working here gives me moments to be uncomfortable, and sometimes that's exactly what we need to spring into action.

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