Last night I sort of wished it’d be raining the next morning, Friday morning, so I could just not go out with the sign. Even though I know that’s what I’m supposed to do. It wasn't raining in the morning. I got up as usual, knowing it’d be a very un-populated Chambers Street and maybe no one expected I’d be there. I reminded myself, as I often do, that I was lucky to have this ‘mission’. I went. Saw a few smiling, appreciative faces. Lucky me. Seriously. Lucky me.
