Sometimes its the little things that inspire me and renew my faith in the human race. Today as I reached exited the highway near the studio, I was stopped at the light by a passing funeral procession… and as the hearse began to pass, I notice movement to my left - the homeless guy looking for handouts on the corner has stopped, faced the procession, and removed his hat. He stood there like that while the entire length of cars passed.
If he hadn’t been 4 lanes of traffic away, I’d have bought him lunch.
