A slow start…
I suppose it’s a dire portent that my second post should bear such grim tidings of my state, but such is the way things are. My search for company has led me to naught but slander against my good name and the unmitigated ire of seemingly decent folk.
Their contempt of me was palpable, and it took every fiber of my being to keep myself from shouting into the sky in rage over all the madness and cruelty I have encountered. As I approached people, with the sole goal of engaging them in friendly discourse, mind you, they either waved me away or pushed past me while uttering such a reprehensible sounding vulgarity that I would feel ill merely recounting it to you. One man had the audacity to pitch a handful of coins into my FACE!
I felt anger begin to well up, but I fought it back. I was too busy gathering up the coins. The man had actually been quite generous, and I was left with two dollars and Fifty-Six cents. This happened twice more throughout the day. As I approached strangers, they reeled back and held out a handful of change for me before scurrying away with their bags or their children or their pets. I spent the rest of the day trudging through the streets and sapping WiFi from unprotected routers.
Still, I shall not lose faith. This is but the first day, after all! Who first uttered that phrase “It’s always darkest before dawn.”?