16 Ways I'm Like a Homeless Person

I mean, a person experiencing homelessness

I attended a community screech RE: The Homeless Problem, near my home in Fort Collins. My neighbors impressed me, because they actually seemed to care about the problem, rather than just wanting to rant, throw things, and blame liberalism. There were many kindly, caring ministers on hand as well, including a great guy from Catholic Charities who described his homeless charges as “the really fun people.” 

But ministers bring out reflexive guilty feelings in me, so my mind began to wander. I mean, really, am I all that different from the homeless “other” we’d all gathered to fret over? The thunderbolt struck, as I eyed the pile of free cookies provided for the event: In many salient ways, I am just like a homeless person.

I really appreciate free cookies. And coffee!