The Next Chapter

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Last year I wrote a speech that I competed with. I’ve told that story many times – it’s the story of a homeless man telling me that i look and smell beautiful – that he loves everything about me… and then he asks me to go for a hotdog in the park. I agree to meet him the next day, and then a street guy runs over and tells him “if you have a lighter, I’ll give you a toke”, and my guy up and bolts. I joke that my dating life is so bad that i can’t even get the homeless guys to commit.

Anyway, last night as Lily and I left Harlem, I ran into him!!! His name is Adam, and I was so excited to get a picture. I told him I wrote a speech about him. He has schizophrenia and he’s addicted to crack and he’s rarely coherent. He was really excited about the speech, and then he said… oh ya, how is your pillows? This stunned me, because a year ago I ran into him after I purchased some pillows from Homesense. He was so high and out of it. I gave him a few bucks and he didn’t even remember the hot dog story, and yet, on this night, he remembered the pillows?

I don’t know why, but I have a soft spot for Adam. So glad to have another chapter in our book.

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