It's Tuesday morning, and I just looked out my kitchen window to see a couple of guys sitting in the parking lot next door...looks like they're smoking crack.
It's times like these I can understand why people have come to the conclusion that some people are beyond hope. But further reflection requires me to ask about my own addictions, about the way I live my own life, about the the things that I do (daily!) that are self-destructive. Just because no one has drawn a line around my behaviors and called them "illegal" doesn't mean they aren't abuses of self and others.
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