it's easier not to say hello
I had just finished dinner at my favorite restaurant downtown, Harlow. It’s raw vegan. It fits Portland. It fits me. After my typical meal of pesto mac and a charcoal smoothie, I went outside to take a walk. With my headphones in, I hit shuffle.
Although it’s summer, the Oregon rains began to drizzle. I put my hoodie up and walked by a man huddled in a corner playing cards by himself.
Then I walked by another person who was completely covered by a blanket, trying to stay warm and dry from the cool air and rains.
And as I continued walking, I walked by an elderly lady who sat in a chair with a sign, ‘need help.’ As I walked by, she asked me a question. In my mind, I already knew the question and kept walking. It’s easier just to keep moving.
And as I kept walking, her words registered with me, “Can you tell me what time it is?”
Walking back to her, I said, “It’s 9pm.”
She replied, “Thank you.”
I took two steps away from her and then quickly turned around and stuck out my hand, “What’s your name? I’m John.” We both smiled.