I've been thinking about the past a lot lately, I'm one of those dudes that if you need help I'll try my best to help you. Even if it's the last few bucks in my pocket. When I was in NOLA on vacation I ran into a man down on his luck. I had 5 bucks in my pocket and in walking distance to the hotel I was staying at. As we sat on some temporary bleachers I handed over the 5 dollars and just chatted about life . After a while he confessed to me he was going to buy crack with the money I gave him and tried to hand it back. I was like dude if you want to buy food or drugs that's your deal... And I walked away. I always wondered what choice he took.
