A cold cup of coffee

The coffee was warm but it was freezing at the table outside.

I went to St Lukes this morning. It's still strange to be homeless because of February's, but it's people that make it.

Afterwards I went out for coffee with friends. Cafe numbers are reduced and this one was full, so outside it was (despite the bleak conditions). We had a lot of laughs and banter, it was good :-)

Not sure why but this afternoon I wanted to take a long walk up the Port Hills and then wind back down and around to home. I just wanted elevation but knew I'd be seeing some very sad and broken homes. In places there are more abandoned homes than residents. I guess it's some sort of internal processing and integrating going on.