Every week is different. some busier than others. Several days i sit in silence, no one talks to me....i have begun reflecting back on previous work on homeless people and the indignation i have for those who are not acknowledged. My own desire to be known amuses me, this emotion has not been so apparent till now.

I was forced to change my location because an ASI official decided I was blocking the walk way. Big disappointed: i was in such a great spot, there is so much foot traffic. Now i am only 50 yards away but its not the same. Trying to get in contact with the other officials and see if i can have my spot back.