Perhaps This Makes Me a Dirty Hippie

...but I just had a moment of revelation as I walked to the laundromat. There on the sidewalk was an old futon mattress. Splayed out upon the old futon mattress was a homeless man dressed in mostly rags with a scruffy beard to match. He lay there smiling blissfully, eyes closed, as he soaked up the afternoon sun.

At the corner, several people shouted out of their car windows at one another, arguing about who cut off whom at the four-way stop. Traffic whizzed by, and people honked at the offending car-shouters for taking up too much road as they also hurried on their frantic trajectory homeward.

Most people probably think the homeless man has a crappy life, and likely he does... most of the time. I couldn't help but think that he had the right idea on this one, though.