Karma

08/12/2008

He called me out of the blue.

He tracked down my number and called me.

He wanted to apologize for his bad thoughts and even worse talk. He wanted forgiveness for things I didn’t know about.

Or so he thought I didn't know.

He said he lost his job last year and has been struggling through the “no call back zone”.

He mentioned that the only Temp job that has contacted him in awhile has been to hand out hot dogs on a hot summer day.

He said he didn’t know that the struggle was so hard…he didn’t know that finding his rent was going to make him cry.

He didn’t know that the fight was so lonely.

So, he asked for forgiveness.

He said he hated me and my struggle when I was going through it.

I nodded my head because I had felt his heat.

He said he thought my troubles happened to me due to laziness, or at least some extreme personal shortcoming…nobody of sound mind and body could have that much tribulation and need…

His voice cracked as he held up a verbal hand begging me to grab hold of it.

And I did…because I always do…it’s what I do as I try not to think of karma.

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