Saw Viola on my way home and it was freaking cold. It was drizzling and the wind wasn't being friendly either. I asked if she had lunch and she did with a friend, but it was pretty dag cold so I offered to get her a hot drink and she was down for that so I got her some hot chocolate. On the train, a man who was living in a shelter (with his child and fiance) walked into the cart I was in. He shared that he didn't have a job at the moment cause he was mentally unable to? Something like that, but he did write poetry so he shared one of his poems and asked for some help afterward so I gave him a buck. Before my mom started getting dinner ready, she asked me what I wanted to/could eat. She needed onions so she asked me to get some so off I went.HAHA.
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