Last night at 2 am I got a call from a woman from the sex worker community who had just been evicted from her flat. I don't know what trouble she was in. She and her three children were forced to sleep on the roadside near JEC. She asked me if I could provide temporary shelter for them. If only my mobile phone wasn't switched off every night. I would have gone over to them and helped them settle down. But recently I decided to switch off my mobile phone at night.
I don't know where it came from, but something stirred in my soul. I want to get involved, to share resources, to solve the problems I see. Was this a consciousness built from a pile of social theories? Or was it the background of being a fellow oppressed person? Actually, this conscious and subconscious desire had been gnawing at me all along. I felt tired and gradually became fed up.
Feeling responsible for something that I shouldn't have to take on.
I was tired and wanted to be free. Is it time to leave????
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