02.09.18
It’s 12:30. I’m drunk. We walked to Safeway to pick up a package from the amazon locker. On the way back to the apartment we run into an elder women who seemed to have fallen on the sidewalk. She asks for help. She lost a shoe. I try to put it back on her foot. I’m drunk. We walk her home in the dark. She holds onto my arm the entire way home. I’m drunk. I ask her if she lives by herself. She says yes. We get to her house and she doesn’t have a key. Her son or someone opens the door. We explain how we found her and they thank us. I hope she is alright. Her name was Joanne.










