Stream of thought

One of the worst ways to find out your sister has died is coming in to Bean's and seeing her name on the deceased list.

Mark's hair has grown in and he looks a lot healthier. Mark is in his early twenties, he moved here for his g/f, they broke up and he was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. He also used to camp out at night during the summers because he couldn't stay in the shelter because his immune system was to weak to be around so many people. He spends most of his time at the library or the hospital, I want to be his friend.

While in Juneau we had mass in the chapel. The chapel was deep in the woods surrounded by water on three sides. It's probably the most beautiful and spiritual place I have ever been. The last day we had mass there and the priest was amazing. He said that in many of the villages when there's mass the whole community comes out for it. So when it's time for communion they allow everyone to participate in communion because it is such a community event. So for our mass the priest allowed everyone to take communion even if you weren't Catholic, I cried.

Starting in November we had a client come in who was suffering from some kind of dementia. Every day he would come in and ask the same questions day after day. He would also come in and say someone has to help me or I am going to die on the street. We got him a case manager and he disappeared about a month ago. I find out on Monday that he died on the street.

I have been listening to the same song over and over for the past hour.

For lunch I had salad, grapes, blueberries. It was very tasty.

Some days I get really annoyed with the Beanies.

Today I took a client on a van ride. He told me that he works every night from 4:30 to 1 in the morning. Then he walks 1-2 hours every night back to the shelter where he sleeps until they wake up everyone at 5:30.

I have some major gas issues right now.