... when I started this blog ... I named it ... walk the earth ... because it was supposed to record all my experiences in my ... hopefully ... endless trip around our wonderful blue planet ... while I am trying to know it ... understand it ... and enjoy it ... but more I am writing into it ... more I realize ... a couple of things ... first is that ... this blog is really a trip into myself ... in the sense that ... I really describe ... the way I bite ... chew and ... digest ... the world out there ... and second ... that sometimes I don't really need to leave my place to experience really what is out there ... this is exactly ... what did happen yesterday ... so ... it is ... 8.30AM ... and like every Wednesday morning ... I am putting out the trash bins ... on the curb in front of our place ... enjoying the warm winter California sun ... and the bright light ... that makes me happy to wake up every single day ...
... I come back ... I close the door ... I am in the kitchen brewing my coffee ... and I hear a noise coming from the front yard ... strange ... Leif and Jason have left more than half hour ago ... mmm ... I am curious ... I am going to check ... there is a person ... a man ... and a bag almost bigger than him ... there ... where the trash bins are ... the man is looking into the trash bin ... the blue one ... the one where we put the recyclable stuff ... mmm ... what is he doing ... he is pulling out all the beer cans ... if you return them in the collection center ... every can makes 10cents .... it takes him less than 15 seconds ... he is done with our bins ... he pulls his huge bag ... and he puts it on his shoulders ... the bag looks bigger than the man ... the man doesn't make any noise ... but the bag makes a strange noise ... metallic ... I can't keep my eyes open ... I close them ... and I want to imagine that today is Xmas and ... what I am hearing ... is the noise of the Santa Claus bag carrying gifts ... but that's a lie ... I open my eyes ... and I see the man with his bag full of 10cents cans ... he is moving ... next house ... he doesn't look to our house ... his eyes are looking to the next blue bin ... I am wondering what he is thinking ... and I find myself to think ... I am here in my living room ... alone ... I have in my hands a warm mug of fresh brewed Starbucks coffee ... I brewed it ... but I could have gone to the Starbucks shop ... at the pier ... to buy it ... it would have cost me $3 ... today I didn't do it ... just because I was in a rush to start working ... so ... here I am ... looking a man looking into my trash ... every beer can makes 10cents ... he will need to collect 30 empty beer cans ... to go to Starbucks to buy a fresh brewed coffee ... but probably he won't do it ... he will have to feed his family ... I can't think about it ... I think something is wrong in our wonderful blue planet ... and I feel guilty ... but I don't really know what to do ... the only thing that ... I have decided to start doing ... from yesterday ... is to squeeze all the beer cans and put them in a separate bag ... hopefully ... I will help him to save time and space in the bag ... I know it is sad ... I know ...
... I come back ... I close the door ... I am in the kitchen brewing my coffee ... and I hear a noise coming from the front yard ... strange ... Leif and Jason have left more than half hour ago ... mmm ... I am curious ... I am going to check ... there is a person ... a man ... and a bag almost bigger than him ... there ... where the trash bins are ... the man is looking into the trash bin ... the blue one ... the one where we put the recyclable stuff ... mmm ... what is he doing ... he is pulling out all the beer cans ... if you return them in the collection center ... every can makes 10cents .... it takes him less than 15 seconds ... he is done with our bins ... he pulls his huge bag ... and he puts it on his shoulders ... the bag looks bigger than the man ... the man doesn't make any noise ... but the bag makes a strange noise ... metallic ... I can't keep my eyes open ... I close them ... and I want to imagine that today is Xmas and ... what I am hearing ... is the noise of the Santa Claus bag carrying gifts ... but that's a lie ... I open my eyes ... and I see the man with his bag full of 10cents cans ... he is moving ... next house ... he doesn't look to our house ... his eyes are looking to the next blue bin ... I am wondering what he is thinking ... and I find myself to think ... I am here in my living room ... alone ... I have in my hands a warm mug of fresh brewed Starbucks coffee ... I brewed it ... but I could have gone to the Starbucks shop ... at the pier ... to buy it ... it would have cost me $3 ... today I didn't do it ... just because I was in a rush to start working ... so ... here I am ... looking a man looking into my trash ... every beer can makes 10cents ... he will need to collect 30 empty beer cans ... to go to Starbucks to buy a fresh brewed coffee ... but probably he won't do it ... he will have to feed his family ... I can't think about it ... I think something is wrong in our wonderful blue planet ... and I feel guilty ... but I don't really know what to do ... the only thing that ... I have decided to start doing ... from yesterday ... is to squeeze all the beer cans and put them in a separate bag ... hopefully ... I will help him to save time and space in the bag ... I know it is sad ... I know ...
3 comments:
It's a good title for the blog. It's suitable. There is nothing like meeting different people from different backgrounds. It would also be a good title for a travel blog.
it is a good thing to help others :)
ps: he probably goes for the plastic & glass too (wine bottle)
Wonderful entry... and so true!
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