Hello, Benjamin from Brothers Campfire here!
My children never cease to amaze. Yesterday, the Fourteen Year Veteran of life worked with his sister to get Dutch Bros coffee for teachers and a few friends.
It was well coordinated in that they determined their favorite drinks through observation. I have found myself alone for most of it due to school and preset routines of my family.
In other news, I am alone, but not depressed. In reality, I have met a lot of cool folks in my hiking and window shopping.
In my hiking, some of the old instincts are coming back. I felt like a wild animal when I smelled woodsmoke on clothing before I ran into a homeless man who was walking the game trail ahead of me.
The window shopping is more feeling the ambiance of an area.
I had no reason to go to the Crip side of Prospect lake the other day, or to explore downtown Colorado Springs seediest corners. I had a desire to feel, to use my senses and I did.
Is it dangerous to wander homeless camps and back alleys? I don’t know, probably.
Am I learning anything? No. Not really. I am thankful for a reset before I go back to working at the prison. That is where the danger is.
Sometimes your brother in blue will try and cut you when you aren’t paying attention .