This morning I came across a boy with a sprained foot and a broken wheel on his bike.
I wanted to help him but I noticed that he was coming from some all-night party and maybe drugs.
I felt bad for not wanting to help him as he intended.
So I left him limping with the bike on the rim.
I had to go ten blocks and he was very young, no problem, but sometimes I refute my impulse to take my car out and drive him and leave him at the door of the house.
Then I think...doesn't he have family or friends?
And then I think about the consequences of also going out at night even though he was hurt...his actions on Saturday could only lead to a painful Sunday.
I should have handled the situation better.