hopefull

It is a sad sad thing that we are unable to see people as just people. I fell witness to one of the saddest things today. This morning I came into work with Kate, and everything was going smoothly, until this women and this man came in the front door, the man still smoking his cigarette, and had some liquid covering his right side. There was a whole bunch of commotion and evidently the man had called this women a dyke, and a cunt. So, she in turn, spilled his coffee on him. I don't blame her. This guy evidently belongs to the methadone clinic down the street, and technically wasn't even supposed to be over here. The women was a little shaken from the racial remarks, but calmed down and drank some coffee, and decided to go for a walk. On her way back from her walk, she got attacked and beaten up by some of the guys friends from the methadone clinic. She was called a faggot, a dyke, and cunt repeatedly, punched twice in the face, hit to the ground, and banged up her leg pretty good, all the while holding the leash to her dog. No one saw. She came back into the shop, shaken, upset, and injured. She said "I should be used to this by now..." No one should be used to hate crimes in any way. It doesn't matter if you are gay, or bi, or straight, or anything, a persons sexual orientation is just that, theirs. I am very disappointed at the world. This is 2008. There is a black man and a women running for president, and yet, there are still hate crimes happening all over the place. 

sorry

i am sorry for leaving things the way i did. existence has taken over me, and once again it is a search for what is. i look down a side street on my way home and see no car cars coming... i don't know how to put this feeling into words. how is it that we are what we are. i'm scared of the concept of change. i am sorry.