dream

I dreamt that I got some test results back and was diagnosed with hep B and C and cancer.
It reminded me of this line in the Diamond Sutra about attaining human life and not idling it away ..

Went for coffee. Saw one of my old clients. I see lots of them around these days.
I think that his name is John. He used to be on methadone.
His story was pretty sad. His "participation into the program" had to be "re-evaluated" (he got kicked out), because he wouldn't end his very unethical relationship with another provider; she'd give him money, would have him come to her house .. apparently, they shared a lot of common issues.
He was basically abusing her trust. She was either stupid or naive, probably both.
I think I remember that she lost her job over this.
He looks like shit now. Hands all puffy, nodding off, tale-tell signs of heroin.
Then there was Jason. Tall black drag queen, a bit younger than me. Charming and articulate: a consummate fiend. He's more likely (still) on meth. Looks like shit, too. I run into him some mornings on my way to the train station. He's usually walking "back" home. I think he lives in some s.r.o. on 6th.
They all look so much older now.
That was ten years ago.
All of us are going nowhere.

There are so many homeless people around my neighborhood these days. I see many people living in their cars. It's so sad.
It's very sad. I see a lot of older people living in their cars. Today after coffee (@ the brainwash), on my way home, there was this old dude.. he had a pick up truck with a cab in the back. It was all filled with stuff. The passenger seat was all filled up with stuff. A radio, clothes, grocery bags.. and a whole lot of bags, plastic bags everywhere. It's just so sad to end up old and homeless and alone.
I hope the Obama health care plan goes forward.