The Human Parts Open Thread: Letter to a Stranger
Human Parts

Dear scraggly-looking stranger always standing outside the 7/11

Who are you? How did you end up here? Are you homeless? With that unkempt beard you look homeless, but why aren’t you asking anyone for change? Are you too proud? You just watch people come and go, come and go. We’ve made eye-contact before. Do you remember the faces of the people coming and going? Was it drugs? Mental Illness? Do you have children? What about siblings? Did you have dreams? Goals? Where are you when you’re not at the 7/11? Do you want to talk about it? Sorry for all the questions, you just look like someone with a story. Do you want me to get you something from inside?

Best wishes,