This morning is by far probably the best morning since starting my job. Woke up an hour before my normal time of waking up, huge plus, it wasn't as hot as a usual summer morning in LA is. On the train I continued my effort to read through Walden. I've probably been trying to read in for about 6 months! Ever since we read about him in my English Composition class my first semester of 11th grade with Mr. Dunlavey. (Huge thanks to him for introducing great authors like Thoreau and Dickinson btw :) And today I ran into a new quote:
"...for your houses are such unwieldy property that we are often
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imprisoned rather than housed in them; and the bad neighborhood to be avoided is our own scurvy selves."
That's probably my new life quote. So true how a majority are able to live they're life at home and never get out or experience new things in life. As much as it bothers me, I'm one of those people. But I am convinced people can change and so can lifestyles. I want adventure and for a while, adventure hasn't come to me, so I'm going to it!
Its amazing how a man was able to come up with all of this all by doing what no one else was able to do; seclude himself from everything, everyone. To be able to do that must take a lot of effort. He created a home way from civilisation, away from any huge population area.
I wonder if I would be able to do the same. I doubt it. We're like mice chained to the cheese; the world being our cheese. We have become formed and shaped into having these ideas that we "need" to live a life of complicity and labor. I refuse to become one of those people. Everyone is capable of creating a new life for themselves, just because certain people live a certain way does not entitle you to have a similar way of living.
After grasping a new point of view of life I walked the slow short walk from Union Station to the Bus Line, on the way there i heard an uplifting song that made my day a bit better. Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours." Perfect. Perfect book, perfect song, everything was going good :)
So i bumped ways with a homeless person; whom i had seen the day before, asking for money for food. I gave him my spare change and tomorrow i hope to give him some type of food. i was pretty low on food today, sorry. I know people always say that homeless people are people who are well enough to work and very capable of getting a job, but as a young adult, i realize that finding a job and getting back on your feet is a hold easier said than done. True, it does require work and a lot of dedication, but don't people deserve some type of compensation for at least trying? As long as it doesn't kill me, I'm okay with helping out and lending a hand.
I meet an interesting person today waiting for the bus.
My usual retinue mean feeding the birds while i wait for the 484 @ 8:05. Today i had a little bit of competition. I was early on judging and automatically came up with the conclusion that a Chinese-smoker was someone to stay away from. But I noticed that he began to feed the birds! :o at that point I was just shocked. I mean THIS guy was stealing my job! Ruining my so far-so good day. So I was finally caught staring...More of a shocker, he offered me a cracker to feed the pigeons!! So we began to feed the birdies and I learned that this man always does this, every morning, because it reminds him of his chickens in Mexico. A Mexican Chinese! Okay....that was enough of a good start to me.
I'm always bumping into weridos downtown but to finally meet someone who's normal and down to earth and SIMPLE. As my definition of normal is probably a bit different than that of others. It made me feel like I wasn't the only one out there. He probably doesn't know it but he possibly made my day.
