Best Work At Night
Just spent the past 3 hours straight working on a project that I thought would take at least 2 days. What is it about the time period of about 8pm-5am that makes me so productive? Maybe I'm like a cerebral vampire or something where the magic happens when the sun is down. Anyways, amazing things happening at work lately and my friends are doing neat things too, both professionally and personally, which makes me happy.
Oh, so like a week ago I was walking to a coffee shop to get some coffee and made eye contact with this homeless dude who was wearing really _short shorts_, had long stringy grey hair, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, approximately 50 different colored medical wrist bands on his right arm, and eyes that looked like dirty sapphires in a shallow cave. We both kind of had a 'moment' where we understood each other.
After getting the coffee, my usual double espresso, I entered a nearby Border's bookstore but not before the homeless man asked me for some spare change. As far as I'm concerned, all change is spareable, but I didn't have any. I offered him a cigarette instead but he declined. I shrugged and bought a couple books. As soon as I exited, the homeless man was outside sitting down on and he beckoned me over. When I approached he asked if I could sit down and talk to him, so I did. It turns out we both have lived in Sunnyvale, or in the Sunnyvale area for over 20 years and we reminisced about how the area has changed. I asked him what he wanted to do with his life and he said be a truck driver but it's difficult because he doesn't have the right driver's license and the DMV doesn't offer 'study guides' for the tests. Yeah, I told him, the DMV pretty much sucks and that I understood that there were more difficulties in securing a job of any kind without an address or decent clothing, etc. We kind of bonded and he seemed really cool so I went into Border's (where I guess he wasn't allowed in anymore) and bought him a class A CDL study guide and test prep book. I have no idea if he has some sort of plans to sell it or if he'll study it and pass or even get a job ever. But when I left he seemed really happy and full of hope. I was probably 'had', in insight, but for the rest of that day I was the one who was truly happy and hopeful.
Oh, so like a week ago I was walking to a coffee shop to get some coffee and made eye contact with this homeless dude who was wearing really _short shorts_, had long stringy grey hair, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, approximately 50 different colored medical wrist bands on his right arm, and eyes that looked like dirty sapphires in a shallow cave. We both kind of had a 'moment' where we understood each other.
After getting the coffee, my usual double espresso, I entered a nearby Border's bookstore but not before the homeless man asked me for some spare change. As far as I'm concerned, all change is spareable, but I didn't have any. I offered him a cigarette instead but he declined. I shrugged and bought a couple books. As soon as I exited, the homeless man was outside sitting down on and he beckoned me over. When I approached he asked if I could sit down and talk to him, so I did. It turns out we both have lived in Sunnyvale, or in the Sunnyvale area for over 20 years and we reminisced about how the area has changed. I asked him what he wanted to do with his life and he said be a truck driver but it's difficult because he doesn't have the right driver's license and the DMV doesn't offer 'study guides' for the tests. Yeah, I told him, the DMV pretty much sucks and that I understood that there were more difficulties in securing a job of any kind without an address or decent clothing, etc. We kind of bonded and he seemed really cool so I went into Border's (where I guess he wasn't allowed in anymore) and bought him a class A CDL study guide and test prep book. I have no idea if he has some sort of plans to sell it or if he'll study it and pass or even get a job ever. But when I left he seemed really happy and full of hope. I was probably 'had', in insight, but for the rest of that day I was the one who was truly happy and hopeful.