“you doing ok, man?”

i was scared of the homeless man huddled in the parking lot. it was cold and dark out. i was also scared of the chinese (i think) man who laughed and made a loud joke with the cashiers while i paid for my car wash.

as i left the gas station, this same chinese man was behind me. and i heard him ask the homeless guy, casually, you doing ok man – can i get you something?

i saw the homeless man get up and the two of them head in together.  maybe to buy some food.


i feel ashmed of how i can be scared of men.  there is no need to always be so fearful.