The Rag Picker

As I was laying half awake yesterday, my mind drifted to a rag picker I’d seen a couple of days ago.

As I lay about in my comfortable bed, I thought about what he must have been doing at that time – probably laying curled up on the side walk. The next day would be another day spent searching for scraps.

On the other hand, here I was – lying down on my comfortable bed, wondering about petty problems in comparison and of course, thinking about what life might be on the other side.

The obvious question came about soon enough ‘What have I done to deserve such luxury?’

Soon enough, I realized it’s important I reframe the question a bit.

‘What can I do with this luxury to make it worth the while?’

The path forward became clearer.

There’s a lot of work to be done.