So i'm crusing down the ave, and I see this poor homeless guy hitching a ride somewhere. And I always say, if I had more time i'd take him to where he was going. But this time I had all the time in the world. And I still didn't pick him up. And it broke my little heart. I'm such a bad person. Its been like nagging on me all day. Cause i had no excuse this time. And so I made one up to make me feel better, i'm a damn girl i shouldn't be picking up strangers. Which is true, but he wasn't going to hurt me. I'm just a bad person. I swear the next time some poor old fella needs a lift, i'll pick him up. Anyway for some reason that really made me feel bad. So now I feel better.