Charcoal chicken at the park.

Feeding the birds leftover chips.

A happy kid swinging.

“Do you want this loaf of bread?” A stranger comes up to me while I’m reading my book. “We got extra.”

“Um, sure,” I accepted.

As thankful as I am for his generosity, I couldn’t help but wonder, do i look homeless?

 

*Raven at 3 years old