From my walk under the Ocean Beach Pier yesterday morning. This guy never moved a muscle the whole time I was there. Drugs are their own kind of death it seems to me. It reminded me of a line from a line from the poem "The Farewell" by Kahlil Gibran I had read in a class at University almost 50 years ago.
“A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.”
