This morning, I was driving through Subiaco on my way back from the ANZAC Day dawn service, when one of my friends spotted a homeless person pick an old cigarette up off the ground and put it straight in his mouth, fumbling in his pockets for a lighter.
"I reckon some people choose to be homeless," my friend said; "like, they enjoy it."
Is that really possible? One might wonder. No rent, no job, no tax, no stress... no responsibilities. It made me stop and think; the more we consume, the more we are accountable for.
Still; I wouldn't enjoy digging through a rubbish bin.
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