I’m laying here wondering if the homeless man I became familiar with is ok. He’d be near the NYU Dunkin Donuts on 14th street near Union Square. He loved chicken over rice from the halal carts and Dunkin Donuts hot chocolate. Once, he told me that I would be ok as long as I stayed kind. I wonder if he’s alright. I really hate poverty and homelessness. Especially since there are plenty of empty homes.