Today I brought three sandwiches to be given to whomever is begging in the street as I walk from one train to another. I am doing this because I simply can’t take it anymore. I’ve been commuting for a month and every day I pass these men and women by and do nothing. Don’t bother telling me the arguments against it. I know them all. They are lazy, don’t enable that. They are drug addicted/alcoholics and will barter to support the habit. Why bother? There are social programs to help them better than  you are. Leave it to the government. What you are doing is culturally/racially/social group insensitive. Your help…

Last week was a challenging work week, which entirely coincided with the last week of grad school. I sweated this last one out. But I’ll talk about how I feel now that my grad school work is over at another time. For today, I did the thing I promised myself. I went to the public library and checked out a bunch of books and for the foreseeable future, I will be lost in print. Not that I didn’t do this at the end of every semester, mind you. It’s just that this time I really have the feeling of free time once again. That’s something I haven’t felt in over…