I have a knack for talking to homeless people regardless of where I am in the world. This time I was laying on the beach in Honolulu when a man in his early seventies came and sat next to me. His name is Serge and he lives on the beach. He moved from the mainland to the beach about nine months ago because he needed to get away from his past life. Like I wrote in my other post, all most people need in life is someone to talk to and with today's advancing technologies it's becoming very hard to do so. I could go off on a tangent and complain about the good old fashion phone call versus sending stupid texts but I'll save that rant for another time. So back to Serge. Every morning, Serge jogs up and down the beach, swims laps and works out in the "poor man's gym" near the beach. Wearing only tiny stained white beach shorts, I could clearly see he was in shape. He claims that since he's been living in Hawaii he doesn't need to take his meds. He's bipolar. The exercise is supposedly the key to all his problems. I think it is for most people... I know it keeps me regular :) Because of his disability, he receives a cheque from the government every two weeks. After speaking for an hour, he said "I wish I had some money to take you out for some food". Even with nothing he still tries to give. We could all learn from that.
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