Re: What Stopped You In Your Tracks Today?
I was waiting at the train station and an old aquaintance from school saw me and came to chat -he was an okay lad who had had a ****ty life- but someone who you wished had had a better one because he has a lot of goodness in his heart.
anyway he sat down and told me all about his life - being in prison on and off for about 12 years since leaving school, being homeless and a heroin addict you get the picture. Now i enjoyed talking to him because i should imagine not many people would treat him as a human being - and maybe it might have given him some hope that one day he might have the strength to change- but the people sat near us were swiflty moving seats and we soon had the area to ourselves. I didnt care.
What stopped me in my tracks was the way he was talking about his llife - no shame no sadness it "just was" for him he had never known any different - it made me appreciate what i have and the upbringing my parents gave me ( not that i dont but you know what i mean)
I dont believe he was "born bad" and its really sad.
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