Finding Momentum

After a whole sum­mer of not see­ing Mike, I bumped into him last Fri­day at the Asian Ghetto.

Mike’s been receiv­ing his dis­abil­ity pay­ments and so has been off the streets for a good three months or so, but got kicked out of the pro­gram last month for miss­ing a doctor’s appoint­ment. So he’s been out on the streets again shak­ing the cup until he can appeal.

I bumped into him on my way home last Fri­day and told him I’d come right back out in a cou­ple of hours to see him. “Thanks Andrew, I love ya,” he tells me before I go.

I promptly for­got that evening. Dang. Haven’t seen him since, but some­thing tells me we’ll bump into each other again.