I must be dumb.

I like talking to homeless people, most of them are genuinly interesting human beings.

I'm weird.

I find it hard to ignore pleading, pained eyes watching me walk past with my clothes and overweight belly

I must be an idiot, they're all junkies

I can't NOT feel bad for them, i've had far too many chances in life.

They're filthy.

Why should I have anything?