When I moved up to San Francisco, the city started opening up my eyes in ways that it had never done before. There is just such a shocking disparity of fortune here that you cannot help but come to terms with. I was uncomfortable with it when I moved up here and I still am.
Well, a few months after moving to San Francisco I was walking home and on the way ran into a homeless guy who asked me for a dollar.
After forking over the money, I asked him - what are you going to spend it on?
He then asked me, if I wouldn’t mind - could I give him some more money so that he could buy himself some food?
“Actually I’d love to buy you some food. Mind if I join you? Maybe we can go and eat it together?
I hadn’t eaten dinner yet at this point, so I ended up sharing my meal with this homeless guy and his friend.
Here I was, sitting down at a dinner with two humans and thinking