i met a homeless man tonight and gave him my leftover dinner, and then felt horrible because it was not even remotely charitable of me since i wouldn't have been able to finish it anyway, but he was so thankful for it. it made me ashamed of my own blindness.
it's so easy to live in a bubble and get caught up in your own cares, but you just don't realize how much you really have.
for now, we see through a glass darkly; but then, face to face...
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