Horrid or pretty,
Outside or in,
Men inhabit the
Eeriest of places
I took a bike ride about my neighborhood for a good two hours this day. I went to the far end of my neighborhood where there are as many trailers, vacant and in disrepair (or half-destroyed) as there is aging trailers with owners who keep their pit-bulls tied to stakes in the front yard.
I felt sort of bad for the people who lived down there, because their living conditions reminds me of some of my family's... And, because I have people living in such a way in my family, I know the complications of such a life... And I wish that I could befriend them, ease their stress, give them a little hope.
But I didn't see too many of them, and if I had, I am ashamed to say I would have been afraid of them, because so many, when faced with trials, come out worse for the wear.