
Some write signs and pleas. Some hassle passer-by. Most just stays out of the way (whose way? Really.) They dwell the city at there own pace. They smoke, they drink outside or under corporations canopy. Park bench. Backstreets. Some carries their life in a bag other more excessive they push theirs on a shopping trolly. (I asked this man if I could take a picture of his trolly and he was nice enough to let me snap away.) How many trollies will I need to fit all my 'stuff'? Yes - given his situation its easy to say that its not his making, sure, point taken - but I admire the level of clarity of what IS essential.
Pity? No. I envy them.
Why is he wearing a suit you ask? cos he is classy :)
Last week was the first taste of what is to come... the next seven weeks or so. Been physically, mentally bacnkrupt after many sleepless nights I was virtually a walking dead powered by red bull and caffine. Its drawing close to the business end of things not looking forward to it ... but BRING IT ON! The pic below quite adequately sum up my state after last week's struggle... IDIOTS!

I bought a lil mencessory for myself... probably paid more than what I would usually...but.....um... here it IS...

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