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So one of my friends came to visit me yesterday. I've known him for a few years, and he does have some problems. To be brutally honest he is nuts. Highly paronia, hears voices, thinks people are after him etc. Needless to say he is on high amount of meds, and in a group home for adults. He can function for the most part, but he has to have his ipod on at all times to drown out noise. He is a great person, don't get me wrong. Just has major issues. His main religion is buddism, and he tries to follow it but keeps feeling a failure.
There is a buddist temple about a mile or two away. I kept telling him about it, but he didn't belive me. ( 1: He truely thought I was just teasing his religion, 2: If it was there, it was just a house, and 3: He was told by a few people, and thus belives them, that buddism is the most hated religion in the world after Islam, and thus there would never be a buddist temple in USA).
Naturally I couldn't take that, and after lunch I finally managed to drag him there.
( YES! I walked 60 blocks and had ZERO PAIN IN HIP!).
He was in shock. In awe. He kept thanking me over and over when we were at the temple. It was closed, so we couldn't go in, but we did admire the giant statue of budda, and the twenty-five foot statue of some other buddha... (He gave me a name, but I don't recall it. I guess it's a Buddha that used to have six arms, but transformed... or something). Anyway, we got the list of times it's open and we'll go.
He was so happy, and in such shock that there was such a thing as a temple, and he was wondering if maybe America is starting to accept other religons. Despite my pleas that it was fundmental right, and he might have belived me for a bit, but well... he has issues.
Then, as we're going home, I find a wallet. I open it up, has no cash, a expired ID card from Florida. It's getting late, and I can't see much. So I start taking it him. My friend knows my honestly. He was first scared about it, feeling it be better if we ether left it there, or brought into a nearby store. I kinda looked at him, and told him I trust me to return it rightly, I don't trust leaving it on the ground nor giving it to a store that likely wouldn't give a damn. He realized the wisdom of my words and agreed.
We get home, and I go through the wallet. Bunch of cards and advertisments, but nothing solid. Then, on a white paper I see the dude's registeration card for voting. Has an address on it. I put it on mapquest and he lives about five minutes away by walking.
We head over to the house, but friend gets nervous and wants to back home, so we split ways, him going back to his home and me on to home of wallet owner.
I get to house, and it's still has lights on. (It's only 9 pmish, but still). I knock. No answer. Knock louder, and I hear some movement. Door slowly opens, an a beautiful women answers in a towel. She sorta hiding behind the door but wants to know what's up. I ask if NAME ON CARD lives here, and she says yes. I hold out his wallet, and her eyes light up. She's thankful. I told her where I found it, and said sorry about going through it. She's still thankful.
I go home, and head to bed.
And still exicited I walked THAT much, THAT far, and had ZERO pain!
There is a buddist temple about a mile or two away. I kept telling him about it, but he didn't belive me. ( 1: He truely thought I was just teasing his religion, 2: If it was there, it was just a house, and 3: He was told by a few people, and thus belives them, that buddism is the most hated religion in the world after Islam, and thus there would never be a buddist temple in USA).
Naturally I couldn't take that, and after lunch I finally managed to drag him there.
( YES! I walked 60 blocks and had ZERO PAIN IN HIP!).
He was in shock. In awe. He kept thanking me over and over when we were at the temple. It was closed, so we couldn't go in, but we did admire the giant statue of budda, and the twenty-five foot statue of some other buddha... (He gave me a name, but I don't recall it. I guess it's a Buddha that used to have six arms, but transformed... or something). Anyway, we got the list of times it's open and we'll go.
He was so happy, and in such shock that there was such a thing as a temple, and he was wondering if maybe America is starting to accept other religons. Despite my pleas that it was fundmental right, and he might have belived me for a bit, but well... he has issues.
Then, as we're going home, I find a wallet. I open it up, has no cash, a expired ID card from Florida. It's getting late, and I can't see much. So I start taking it him. My friend knows my honestly. He was first scared about it, feeling it be better if we ether left it there, or brought into a nearby store. I kinda looked at him, and told him I trust me to return it rightly, I don't trust leaving it on the ground nor giving it to a store that likely wouldn't give a damn. He realized the wisdom of my words and agreed.
We get home, and I go through the wallet. Bunch of cards and advertisments, but nothing solid. Then, on a white paper I see the dude's registeration card for voting. Has an address on it. I put it on mapquest and he lives about five minutes away by walking.
We head over to the house, but friend gets nervous and wants to back home, so we split ways, him going back to his home and me on to home of wallet owner.
I get to house, and it's still has lights on. (It's only 9 pmish, but still). I knock. No answer. Knock louder, and I hear some movement. Door slowly opens, an a beautiful women answers in a towel. She sorta hiding behind the door but wants to know what's up. I ask if NAME ON CARD lives here, and she says yes. I hold out his wallet, and her eyes light up. She's thankful. I told her where I found it, and said sorry about going through it. She's still thankful.
I go home, and head to bed.
And still exicited I walked THAT much, THAT far, and had ZERO pain!
(Even though I cannot dance to save my friggin life...it's embarrassing...actually...maybe I'll just watch YOU dance....)
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