Us

See that dude? The one off to the side, watching in quiet understanding? Yeah, him. He did time for murder.

See that cat in the front? The one with the innocent smirk? He was a fan of robbin' convenience stores.

See the jittery guy in the back? He's new. Hasn't missed one of these things in a little over 30 days. I forgot to mention, he's a drug dealer and arsonist.

See the quiet girl who seems to notice everything? You wouldn't know it but she's a former sex worker.

These are just a few. You can multiply the faces and add the same stories to many.

Me? I'm a lying, manipulating thief who did whatever he could to hurt and sabotage himself.

These people are those that I am most comfortable with. They have been through all the bullshit. They, like me, have been beaten to their knees by themselves.

We can look at each other and understand.

We can give each other a genuine hug and tell each other 'Its gonna be alright, man. You've already been through the worst of it and, if not, we got you covered.'

These people are what life is about. REAL people trying to change.

Some can be preachy but this teaches me tolerance.

Some can be egotistical and this teaches me humility.

All of us make mistakes. This teaches me acceptance.

Some are just fuckin' annoying. They teach me patience.

I'm learning a lot up in here. I enjoy the company of my murdering, raping, thieving, prostituting, drug dealing teachers.

Looks like I've also learned gratitude.
 
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