Collecting people

I was slowly dragging myself home from uni, when I got to possibly the loudest, brain damaging pizza-terrace in this city. There’s always awful music (actually noise) that’s being played at maximum volume plus the traffic noise considering it’s placed on the sidewalk on one of the busiest thoroughfares in the city.

I got a very nice surprise that day. There was Jazz coming out of the speakers. On the sidewalk, in front of the pizza-place, there was a poor homeless guy that spends his time around there. This time only, he was smiling, dancing and greeting everyone who was passing by. He was enjoying that music in such a way he managed to make people on the street stop, smile and want to dance as well. The whole atmosphere changed on that street that evening.

It happened years ago. I started to giggle at first, thinking the reason why he was going from tree to tree was the lack of balance from too much alcohol. Then as I figured it out later, he had enough balance to hold himself steady; he was just hugging every tree and talking to them with nice words.

That put a smile on my face. It says the alcohol brings the true you out to surface. I think this guy had a cute caring heart.