Apparently, my homeless friend is in the process of getting a place to live. The place he found is near the college he wants to start taking classes at.
The amazing thing is that it took someone (me) to simply say to him that his situation is unacceptable – for him. For six months, he accepted being homeless for reasons I don’t understand.
Maybe sometimes people get so use to accepting a negative fate that they don’t see that that same fate is something that can be overcome.
Maybe some thing that to challenge and fail to change that fate will result in a worse condition than the unacceptable present. I don’t know.
Either way, I’m glad I was their for him.