Privilege

We have left our lodgings in the countryside and are now city dwellers.  

So today, as Coilinp worked I was a tourist on my own, in town.  As I sat in a cafe I read a sign that said 'Life is like a glass of juice.  It's all in how you make it'  That's only if we are lucky enough to be in a position to make those choices.  How come I'm the one on holidays here, and not this guy on the street selling wooden spoons and feather dusters made from ostrich hairs, or the guy looking in the rubbish bins for food.  I'm the privileged one.