this morning #1368.

this morning, his gesture of kindness casually revealed itself to be just another lame capitalist exchange. i kept quiet. paid him kindly for his kindness & wished him well. he barely shook my hand before bidding me a “blessed day” & walking away. i was left there shaking my head in disbelief, shaken by the interaction, the sort that always leaves me skeptical of humans. these days, it seems like there’s no such thing as an action without a transaction. it’s just gross. i suppose that the most i can hope for is a feeling that, despite the fact that cash was ultimately injected into the equation, we helped each other & made the world a better place. in reality, i have little faith that that’s actually the case.