Jim told a story that everyone related to today. It's one of those stories that seem like they have no ending or beginning - like a nightmare when you are in them.You enter a narrow brick walkway to get your bed for the night at the shelter. The staff person tells you that you have to go to "the other side." So you exit and walk out and eventually find "the other side" where you talk to another staff person, who tells you that you are in the wrong place and that you have to return to "the other side" from whence you came... and so it goes until you become so frustrated and turned around that you lose it and you become the bad one... And you don't know why they have set up the rules so that they exhaust and anger you or try every bone in your body. But they do. And you're hungry and tired and you just want to find a bed and a bit of quiet and you know it's not here anyway so you're not even sure why you're walking these concrete pathways back and forth between the commands of staff who may or may not care - you're never really sure of much except that you're tired and hungry and you want this to end, and you wonder if it ever will...
