Was not feeling too great this morning. Allergies. Blah. Chugged me one of those energy drinks that the kids are drinking these days and


Of course eventually my brain both caught up and slowed down, allowing me to blissfully continue on with the day.

Cut to lunch: A couple of days a week, I will slake my hunger across the street at TJ's Downtown Diner. It's close, great soup, and it's like Cheers, everybody knows my name. I order me a Roast Beef Quesadilla, and settle in.

Now, before I go any further, I want to stress that this is not my touting what a great guy I am, but what great people we can all be, anytime. And it's so easy.

I notice that in one of the booths that run parallel to Main St. there are 3 soldiers having lunch as well. I have made it a part of my life that when I have access to a serviceman or woman in uniform, I go out of my way to thank them for their service. I am not honoring the a**hole politicians that start war and conflict, rather I feel I am honoring a brother, sister, father, mother...etc. Who took it upon themselves for whatever reason to do that job. To go what they go through mentally and physically. The families. They deserve our thanks to the ends of the Earth. No, they are not all perfect, but neither are you and I.  

I will be very honest with you, as always. Right now I have a thought that I am going to keep to myself but want to shout it out, and it's hard not to say what I am thinking. Not a giant deal anyway. Funny, I know I'm getting older, because I know when to shut up.

Those 3 soldiers? I bought their lunch. They protested, of course, but I just told them it's something they should not find odd. it was my honor.

In fact, it was me that really was gifted.

On the way back to the station, I passed a man who was going through our dumpster out in back of the building, using of all things a ski pole to dig through the trash for cans to sell. Now, I could give a rat's a** what he was going to use the money for. I asked him if he was hungry. He said yes, so I handed him my take-out quesadilla. Why? Because I have been homeless. I have gone without. I have been desperate for a kindness. Anything to remind me I am human. Gifted again! 

I am an Atheist/Agnostic. I don't believe in God. But believe me, I do know The Bible. There are great ideas and words on every page. Simple words that go a long way. Excuse me if I paraphrase, but these 2 sentences are what I aspire to.

1) Treat others as you want them to treat you.

2) I am my brother's keeper.

Be good to yourselves and others. Thanks for letting me rant. I am kind of liking "Writer Adam".