i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
9:39 PM: strange angels
coming back from safeway on the springwater, i almost ran into a homeless man sitting right in the middle of the path. in the moonless night he was completely invisible and i worried other people would run into him. i tried to convince him to move to the edge of the path but he refused. i couldn't leave thinking he might get hit, so i stood in front of him with my bike lights to warn passing bikes and talked with him. after about 20mins, he finally agreed to let me escort him to his camp. as soon as he stood up he peed in the middle of the path. he called me his angel.