Vast array of people, unfathomable, of their happinesses and sadnesses look out at me. Frozen. Spring day, first humid day in a while, so I heard. One dollar in my wallet–Dorothea took some cash from my wallet. On balance I probably take more from her. Wondering about the weather because I am thinking of driving home and riding my bike to work. I rode yesterday too. Today m all achy. Tonight is my second meeting with the Quaker ministry and council. Dorothea said that if I were to go on the homeless committee, she’d help me.