Yesterday, as I was walking back from work, a man stopped me. I didn't know him-- for some reason, homeless men are really drawn to me.
"Can you see that?" he pointed at the sky.
The sun was breaking over the clouds.
"Do you know what you're going to do now?" he asked.
I think he was insane.
"I'm sorry," he said, when I didn't say anything. "I scared you."
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